(All settings, plots, and organizations of this story are artistic fictional creations and have nothing to do with reality.) The pawn shop run by Lin Qingxuan is somewhat special. It only pawns ethereal things in the world: a ray of literary luck, a three-year life span, or a piece of cause and effect. I thought this was just a quiet business passed down from ancestors, until one transaction, the blood seeping from the ancient jade pledged by the customer actually burned a strange nine-petal black chrysanthemum mark on my palm. That night, the ancestral earth vein mirror showed signs of collapse: the majestic dragon veins, which symbolized the vitality of China, were being entangled, pierced, and crazily absorbed by countless dark chrysanthemum roots. A blood-colored bone post appeared out of thin air with a silent invitation: "In three days, I invite you to die." The pawn shop was burned, and the body was branded. I finally understood that I had unintentionally uncovered a terrorist plan that had been dormant for thousands of years - an ancient organization called "Jiuju", which was trying to use evil magic to usurp the spiritual veins of the country's fate and reverse the course of events. The spiritual veins are about to dry up, and the killing situation has begun. Now, it's my turn, the shopkeeper who pawns the secrets of all living beings, to risk my life to take on this final gamble... That concerns the life and death of the world.
