On the night when the entire Shen family was massacred, I was sold as a "living furnace" for incense testing and thrown into a mass grave to die - but a man-eating green gauze lantern picked me, the dying person.
This lamp has to take nine lives before it is willing to accomplish something "impossible in this world" for me; if the lamp goes out, I will die. But I happen to have a nose that can smell seventeen fragrances and hear human heartbeats - a "living furnace" that others don't have, and it has become my sharpest knife.
Hu Shang is invulnerable? I used a bone mirror to look for gaps in the bones, and I used a human bone flute to break his stone fetus. The martial arts master is as defensive as iron? I sang "Return to the Soul" and asked him to kneel down and beg for death. The enemy who killed the family is hiding in the dark? I followed the fragrant road, one by one, and got my money back with profits.
But why did that lamp single out me? Is the man in white holding the lantern the one who stood in the firelight of Shen's house three years ago, bending over my mother's body? Click on the first chapter to see how my dying person holds a lamp to illuminate the night.
Reader comments
I really like this kind of ancient fantasy novel. It moves quickly, smoothly, and is very imaginative.
I really like this kind of ancient fantasy novel. It moves quickly, smoothly, and is very imaginative.