A withered corpse is lying around, and the whole city is talking about evil spirits; at the end of the night, ghost fire is swaying, and everyone's words are turned into a prison.
In this era of ignorant knowledge and conspiracy, the truth is the most extravagant joke.
In the south, the Cao Gang and the Salt Owls have intertwined interests; in the north, there is an undercurrent of border troubles, and clouds of suspicion surround the court.
A high-ranking family set up a bureau, and a lowly official joined the trap. No matter how intelligent and perceptive you are, you can't escape a woven sutra or a life-warning talisman.
However, although the truth is subtle, it can break through thousands of layers of pretense; the simplest logic can cut through all kinds of confusion.
Who would have thought that an abandoned son of the Ministry of Punishment would dare to use his corpse as a knife to break through this iron-barrel country?
It's unpredictable, a few traces of blood, half a cup of residual medicine, and an inch of strange footprints
It actually overturned numerous conspiracies and touched the towering temple.
