Crossing the Silver Threads

The first time he sees Lin Xian, she is standing in the rain in a white dress, like a slender bamboo stalk bent by the wind.

Zhou Zhiyi is a very different sort.

He is the chief head of the Western Sichuan silverwork guild, commanding tens of thousands of artisans, with power and connections everywhere and an iron-fisted way of doing things.

One is soft to the extreme, the other hard to the extreme.

Yet neither expects the softer one to be the hunter lying in wait.

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Beneath Western Sichuan’s thousand-year-old silver-thread craft, an intangible cultural heritage, lies a deadly forbidden art called Bone Blossom.

Silver threads are embedded in bone to suppress chronic illness for a time. Years later, the bones and flesh crumble, and flowers grow inside the bones.

Lin Xian, known as “Third Watch” at the heart of the secret society, is skilled at concealing her sharpness behind a gentle mask.

To uncover the truth behind her grandmother’s mysterious death, she enters the game alone, determined to tear through the guild’s layers of concealment and expose its bloody old case.

Zhou Zhiyi, the guild’s iron-law-abiding leader, believes the secret society is using forbidden arts to harm people. He is determined to wipe out every follower of Bone Blossom.

Born enemies, standing on opposing sides, they are bound together by a series of murders in which the victims’ bones have shattered.

They journey along dangerous routes through the northwest: Duyan, Yingjiang, Wolong, Xiaojin, and Danba. At every stop, another victim dies before they arrive; with every leg of the journey, another layer of a long-buried and brutal truth is stripped away.

As they investigate, neither side gives an inch. Suspicion follows them like a shadow, while a hidden tenderness quietly grows in their hearts.

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Lin Xian: When did you start suspecting me?

Zhou Zhiyi: The first time you looked at my men. People who are truly afraid try to hide. You were calculating.

Lin Xian: Then why did you protect me?

Zhou Zhiyi: Shouldn’t a wolf be protected too?

Western Sichuan silver threads, a deadly Bone Blossom scheme.

When the flower blooms, death awaits; only when it falls can we see the human world.

The first work to deeply blend intangible cultural heritage crafts with urban supernatural mysteries, produced by the Yin family, quality guaranteed.