[Minnan Fishing Village + Folk Horror Tales + Supernatural Powers and Ghosts + Traditional Martial Arts + Taoist Priest + That's All Fate]
What I have inside me isn't a god, but a lock. When the lock breaks and the door opens, I'm the one shoved out to hold it shut.
My mom says that on the night I was born, every dog in the village lost its voice.
They weren't dead. They tucked their muzzles between their legs, trembling all over, too scared to make a sound. A layer of cold, white light drifted across the sea, as if someone had lit a lamp beneath the water. Only later did I learn that the lamp wasn't shining on the sea. It was shining on me.
My name is Lin Yan. I'm a good-for-nothing from Wentou Village, scraping by with odd jobs. I'm twenty-three, with no education, no savings, and not even a girlfriend to my name. My greatest achievement in life is making it this far.
Then I became a spirit medium...
When your body is a cage, the gods are your jailers, and your enemy is someone who wrote your ending thirty years ago, your only weapons are a poor martial artist willing to lose an arm for you, and a careless Taoist priest who has tied his life to yours. There are no heroes here to save the world, only three ordinary people who don't want to die, but aren't afraid of it either.
