I Changed My Fate Against the Will of Heaven in the Ruins of the National Destiny

Three thousand years later, the words on a rubbing in the archaeological shed lit up in front of Xie Lin's eyes. He was pulled into a ruins. There are only two clear rules: don't touch the red sacrifice, and don't read the name in the oracle after sunset. But in the unfinished part of the rules, there are words that all the dead have paid for with their lives over the past three thousand years, and only he can see them.