[Chinese rules and weird stories | Folk customs and feng shui | Hard-core wits | No-brain plot]
Entering the deserted temple in the middle of the night, I was given ten rules of life and death at the beginning.
You must close your eyes when the candlelight dims, never look back when your name is called from behind, do not look directly at the memorial tablet, and it is strictly forbidden to look for the back door before dawn...
Everyone says that you have to follow the rules to survive.
But Lin Yu saw with his own eyes that all the obedient entrants eventually became nameless tablets on the altar table.
Only then did he understand that in this vigil game, there was only one truth from beginning to end: the rules are for reference only, and you are responsible for the authenticity.
Puppet people use rules to set up killing bureaus, tricks can be tampered with at any time according to people's hearts, and desolation breeds and spreads through obsession. Throughout the ages, countless night watchmen have been trapped in cages, sacrificing their souls in exchange for a night of peace in the human world.
Lin Yu didn't believe in this fate.
He tore up the established rules, reversed the chess game of life and death, used mortal wisdom to break through the traps, and relied on the ancestral Lushan Feng Shui technique to eliminate the evil in the game.
