When I was twenty years old, I failed the college entrance examination. Grandpa threw me a brass key and asked me to take over a shop called "Tianji Pavilion" in the city. The keys are so cold that they prick your hands, the dust in the shop is so choking that you sneeze, and occasionally the toes of cloth shoes are exposed from behind the door curtain and then retracted.
My grandfather taught me "Ma Yi Xiangfa" since I was a child. I feel closer to people when I see their faces than when they see their words. In the first three days after taking over the shop, a woman in a red dress came to her door to ask for her late husband. A new member of the criminal police team brought a case of a missing person. A man with two-colored eyes was waiting for him under the street lamp with wontons in his hands. Every thing was done, and a thread was pulled out from behind every thing, and the threads converged on the same person - Grandpa Qin Tiekou.
Grandpa left, leaving behind a house full of old books, half a handwritten booklet, the sentence "Rooted in the old house" and a piece of torn paper with "Don't look for me" written on it. I followed the thread and found something called the "Shan Hai Project". It was a secret project started in the 1950s to study how a person's bones and energy channels could be completely transferred to another person. Physiognomy, numerology, and special abilities are all mixed together to create a new god.
The other end of the thread is connected to Cheng Ye, a man whose bones are so different that he can take on any energy. Cheng Ye disappeared ten years ago, and when he reappeared, his eyes were already in the sockets of others. On the fifth day after I took over Tianji Pavilion, I received the last message left by my grandfather - at noon on July 18th, at the Western Suburbs Nursery...
It's terrifying to watch!