Words: Qingminggu

I am a young man who guards the pulse of Qingming Mountain. I wanted to live a stable life, but I was involved in a thousand-year conspiracy. The evil spirits at the bottom of the fog, the cold bones in the ancient temple, the scales at the bottom of the river... Every step he takes is on the line of life and death, and every time he is fighting for his life with the King of Hell. Those who want me dead don't know that my bone patterns contain secrets that can overthrow the court. The bones of Qingming appear, and the evil spirits are gone. I want to see who is afraid of the truth hidden in the fog!