After his grandfather died, poor student Qian Tu only inherited an old ink fountain. Everyone laughed at him for his low life, poverty, and no future. Until the blood coffin was unearthed at the construction site, the master from the provincial capital vomited blood and retreated, and the wealthy daughter was so frightened that her legs went weak - Qian Tu opened the ink line and said lightly: "The laws of heaven are limited and the rules are round. I will take charge of this situation."
Since then, blood coffins, ancient temples, human skin lamps, stone gambling bureaus, pits of earth kings, and dragon veins in Xuan Palace have appeared one after another. A trap set up by powerful people? The thread is shattered! Feng shui master clamoring? Kneel down and acknowledge your ancestors! School beauties, royal sisters, and archeology goddesses all join the game.
He determines the world with an ink bucket and measures people's hearts with a ruler from the sky.
There are gods and ghosts hiding in this world, and he is the only one in charge!
