At midnight, the paper shop was laid, the copper coins wept with blood, and the paper figures opened their eyes.
On the eve of his twelfth birthday, Li Mo, an orphan from Lijia Village, was humiliated and beaten by Wang Laizi, the only papermaker in the village, in an abandoned paper-making shop. When a rusty copper coin hit his face, he unexpectedly glimpsed the evil ink oozing out of the coin, and even came into contact with the horrific truth that had been hidden in the village for thirty years - the blood on the boy's brow and the paper man's death. The moment Wang Laizi caught a glimpse of the black jade pendant in his arms, his face turned pale: "It turns out that door back then... Wasn't sealed at all."
The moment he left the village, between the cracks in the door of the paper shop, a pale palm slowly spread out - reflected in the copper coins was a young man wearing Taoist robes thirty years ago with bleeding eyes, who silently said two words:
"Open the door."
The road to becoming a strong man has just begun.
