There is a severe drought in the western frontier, thousands of miles of bare land, and people die of hunger everywhere.
Only Ninghuang Town is safe from disasters and has peaceful seasons, and is regarded by the world as a pure land of despair.
But I know very well that this is not a blessed place, but a closed-loop death cage that has been imprisoned for thousands of years and can eat people silently.
The iron law of the town monument hangs high: follow the order to gain peace, and go against the law to bring death.
The whole town abides by strange rules: close the house at dusk, prohibit going out at night, do not explore the secrets, and do not disturb the earth's atmosphere.
During the day, the elders are compassionate, the young people are pure, the girls are gentle, and everyone is kind and pure.
Under the night, the dead souls in the ground whisper, everyone is watching in the dark, and the whole town is a person in the drama.
There are no ghosts here.
The most terrifying thing is that they have been domesticated for generations, all members are evil, and they have a tacit agreement to eliminate all anomalies.
Those who obey are imprisoned for life, and those who seek are silently and completely annihilated.
Paying tribute to spring every year is never a dead tree blooming, but a cyclical sacrifice that goes back and forth for thousands of years.
The world is trapped in a chess game of fate, no one dares to break it, no one dares to defy it.
I am the only ordinary guest who will not fall into the trap or believe in the way of heaven.
After three days in the town, all the masks were torn apart.
Starting today, break the rules, cut off the chess game, and abolish the thousand-year cycle of reincarnation!
