Others cultivate immortality. I repair meridians.
Yang Tianqi is a mechanic. His grandfather is a fortune-teller who’s spent twenty years being chased through the streets by urban management officers. Then one night, twelve shikigami emerged from the storm, and he learned the secret his grandfather had guarded for sixty years: beneath the urban village ran a dragon vein that was close to breaking.
“Tianqi, your grandpa’s meridians are all broken. The rest of the way, you’ll have to repair on your own.”
Clutching a torque wrench, the mechanic crouched beneath a pear tree and spoke to the broken branch of the dragon vein deep underground: “When you can’t fix an engine, you just give it a tap with a wrench. What about a dragon vein?”
The dragon vein answered with a flash of gray light.
