The Wei River surged, and thousands of innocent souls from the Muye War broke out of the ground, screaming to demand justice from the list of gods; the plaque on the ruined temple quietly changed, and the words "Temple of Earth" faded into "Taiwan of Gods"; the blood words on the wall heralded the three-day limit; even the old fishing man he met by chance turned around and turned into Jiang Ziya, the legendary person who presided over the ceremony of the gods.
When the lines on the back of his hand resonated with the broken bamboo slips, Yang Jian was shocked to realize that next to the word "Yang Jian" in the bamboo slips' directory, there was a totem with three eyes.
The rent is going to go up, the wronged souls are asking for their lives, can the names on the list of gods be rewritten?
A game that started at the Weishui ferry is quietly unfolding in the shadow of Xiqi City - the souls forgotten outside the gods, the secrets hidden behind the legends, will eventually surface one by one along with the hot lines on the back of Yang Jian's hands.
