Chen Fusheng first saw a living ghost at a noodle shop at four in the morning.
An old woman in a burial robe stared at his bowl and said, “Young man, something’s happened to your master.”
His master left behind three things: a copper coin, half a tattered scroll, and a single sentence: “Follow the human way to the very end.”
Chen thought he would spend his life checking feng shui for people and driving off little ghosts, just to earn enough for a bowl of plain noodles. He never expected to be drawn into a shocking scheme that had been unfolding for three thousand years.
The Night Watchers, the Netherworld Sect, nine Daoist keys, a three-hundred-year limit: his master’s disappearance was only the tip of the iceberg. The smiling woman in the beauty salon isn’t human. Something is breathing behind the door covered in talismans. And the copper coin around his neck is the first key to unlocking every secret.
Chen Fusheng spends fifty years walking this path, from the bustling streets to Kunlun, from an ordinary man to a legend. In the final battle, he chooses to pay the steepest price of all: making everyone forget him.
Years later, at four in the morning, a boy walks into a noodle shop in Jiangzhou City.
“Boss, one bowl of plain noodles.”
A middle-aged man serves him a bowl. The boy takes a bite, then suddenly bursts into tears. “Master...”
This world is worth a bowl of noodles, and it is worth a person walking the path to the very end.
