The Murong family has been in the family for three hundred years, adhering to the motto of "keeping integrity" and never getting involved in occult arts.
Until Murong Yu, a young man from the branch, picked up a bloody ancient jade from the bottom of a dry well in the ancestral temple——
From then on, he could hear everyone's thoughts.
The uncle smiled and patted his shoulder, but he was thinking in his heart: "Why doesn't this loser die?"
The patriarch's granddaughter tenderly gave him the medicine, but she was thinking in her mind: "Let him test the poison for me."
Only the idiot cousin who was laughed at by the whole family only had one sentence in his heart: "Don't be afraid, brother."
Murong Yu thought he had found the key to counterattack.
However, deep in the ancient jade, there is an ancient voice whispering:
"Every time you eavesdrop, you lose a bit of joy, anger, sorrow and joy. When your heart is completely silent, you will be my new container."
What's even weirder is that he discovers that beneath the family's ancestral motto of "keeping integrity" lies a truth that has been erased by blood——
Three hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Murong clan spent the lives of an entire village to seal this ancient jade.
Now, the seal is loosening.
This is not a story about a young man who changes his life by relying on his mind-reading skills.
This is a tragic song in which a young man learns to still choose to beat his heart for someone in the complete silence.
