In the Shiwan Mountains of western Hunan, there is an iron law that has been observed for hundreds of years: the successors of the Red Eye Temple are not allowed to open the altar unless they are born or died.
Because a hundred years ago, the Patriarch forcibly opened the altar, but it was attacked by evil spirits and not even a single intact bone was left.
My name is Shen Zhao, and I am the last descendant of Chitong Temple.
I was born with a strange pupil in my left eye, which can peer into the gap between yin and yang and determine the life and death of people and ghosts.
I thought I would live by this broken Taoist temple and dead rules for the rest of my life, until in the seventh year of the Republic of China, the richest man in town held a strange "human sacrifice"...
A living person is placed in a coffin, and hundreds of ghosts walk at night.
Looking at the tragic situation of innocent people on the altar, I slowly opened the left eye that had been sealed for twenty-three years.
Bite the fingertips and draw the talisman with blood.
"Master Patriarch, today my disciple Shen Zhao broke the precepts and opened an altar!"
The moment the blood talisman was ignited, I realized that what the Patriarch sealed a hundred years ago was not some evil ghost at all, but a huge debt that spanned hundreds of years!
