Late at night, at the door of a half-dead antique shop in the old city, an old man with cat-like green eyes thrust a wooden box that felt as cold as ice into the hands of a twenty-four-year-old young man. **
From that moment on, the life of antique shop owner Shen Du no longer belonged to him.
The situation Shen Du is facing now is very simple:
** Either turn around, throw the wooden box into the river, pretend nothing happened, and go back to the old city to continue selling his copper coins and broken porcelain pieces. **
** Either go forward, walk into the Tianhou Palace sealed by vines, go through the underground door, and then - find her. **
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**A copper lock locked the lives of two generations. **
**Now it's his turn to drive. **
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