When the drums sound at Xu's hour, the city of Chang'an switches to night. Shen Du had just integrated the third template, but at the cost of forgetting why he was alive. Su Rang's sword was already placed on his neck: "Traitor, hand over the trick." Xie Changgeng was watching the show in the alley, and behind him stood Liu Lady and Zhao Wujiu - both people Shen Du had betrayed. Night Threshold Rules: Don't look back, don't give your real name, don't owe favors. Shen Du looked back - the little mute was stuffed into a crack in the wall, with only one hand hanging out. He crushed the fragments of the template in an instant, the rules came back like a tide, and the Law of Forgetting turned into a monster and started to chase him. "This time, I chose to forget myself." Shen Du smiled and walked towards the aristocratic family camp. When he raised the knife, Su Rang suddenly knelt down - it turned out that what Shen Du had forgotten was the night he saved Su Rang's family. The threshold of night begins to swallow up the day, and the etiquette and the rules of strange things in the nine-surname family are torn apart from each other. Everyone must take sides: should they be forgotten together with Shen Du, or should they be remembered by him and die?
