Chen Mo is a down-and-out shadow puppet artist. At the Ghost Festival engagement party, his fiancée broke off the engagement in public. Even the ancestral Sun Wukong shadow puppet was soaked in red wine and trampled under his feet.
He squatted down, stroked the wet leather with his fingertips, and blew gently——
The lights in the banquet hall went out.
A three-foot-tall black shadow stepped out, the golden hoop swept across, and the eight million Rolls-Royce disintegrated on the spot.
When the guests screamed, Chen Mo heard a whisper in his ear:
"One strike from the Great Sage will shorten your life by three years."
It turns out that he is the reincarnation of the "Shadow God" who is rare in thousands of years. The shadow puppets he cuts out can summon his true form: Sun Wukong, Nezha, Guan Gong... All fight for him.
But every call is burning life.
"You only have sixty-four years left to live." The elder of the shadow puppet sect handed over the paper sticker with blood, "The ghost stage will be in three days. If you don't come, you will die. If you come, you will become a god."
Even more terrifying are the "paper-cut men" - they take pleasure in hunting shadow puppet masters, peel off human skin and make shadow puppets, enslaving them forever.
"I've been using your grandfather's skin for thirty years." The leader of the paper-cutters held up the photo and smiled cruelly, "Now, it's time to use yours."
Chen Mo clenched the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, his knuckles turned white: "You want my skin? Ask Second Master Guan about his knife first!"
This is the story of a shadow puppet master who uses life as ink and skin as paper to cut out gods and Buddhas all over the sky and kill evil spirits in the world.
[High-burning·Intangible cultural heritage·Superpower·Suspense]
