The old alleys of Qingteng City hide secrets——
In the takeout box is a little Nian beast that steals spiritual power.
Behind the convenience store refrigerator shines the light of an alien rift,
And you don't know,
Grandpa's old mobile phone is reading future news.
The old soup pots at the alleyway wonton stalls contain centuries-old yang energy that suppresses evil spirits.
Lin Ye thought he was just an ordinary college student worried about rent.
Until the death seal on the back of the neck becomes hot,
The blood of the lotus guard awakened in his body.
The secret of lotus fire in the diary of the Republic of China,
The void conspiracy of nine pieces of soul-eating bronze,
There are also thank-you gifts from the Blue Bird World, and ink jade bookmarks from the Book World...
When the gap between Yin and Yang collides with the fireworks of the human world,
Only then did he understand:
The so-called protection,
It's just about letting the sweetness of the icing sugar bind you,
There is always the laughter of children;
Let the growth rings of the old locust tree,
A promise that spans life and death can be hidden.
