The spiritual energy is exhausted and strangely revives. To cultivate immortality in this life is no longer to cultivate immortality and freedom, but to live and die together with strange things. When Jiang Han woke up, he became a prisoner awaiting death in the Tianxunsi Prison, with a life-threatening "paper bride" attached to him. The jailer told him that if he wanted to survive, he had to go to the mass graves outside the city, find a ray of "obedient" weirdness to absorb into his body, and become a weird monk who was more terrifying than weird. He has no choice. While others were using their essence and blood to draw talismans and offering life spans as sacrifices, Jiang Han looked at the smiling paper bride in front of him, bit his finger and wrote two twisted words on his palm - a contract. "Now, let's talk about your salary, holidays, and five insurances and one housing fund." With the thinking of a time traveler, he took advantage of the loopholes in the weird rules and staggered forward on this road of death. The Tianxun Division regarded him as a pollution and wanted to get rid of it quickly; fellow practitioners of the strange way regarded him as an anomaly and were greedy for his ability to control the strange; but Jiang Han gradually discovered that the original strangeness in him seemed to be continuously connected with the source of the strangeness in the world. Cultivation? No, what he cultivated was to use his body as firewood to ignite this deceitful path that no one dared to take.
