Three hundred years ago, the heavens split apart, the spiritual energy became turbid, and evil ways ran rampant. In this world of cannibalism, Lu Chen is just a poor scholar who survives by collecting the souls of dead people and refining incense.
He could see the soul light of the dying people. When the souls dispersed after death, he collected and refined a penny of soul incense - this incense can blind the spiritual sense of monks and is worth as much as gold on the black market. He just wanted to save enough silver cakes and find a peaceful place to spend the rest of his life.
Until Mrs. Liu, the flower seller next door, died tragically at home, with a fist-sized hole in her heart dug out.
A mysterious excavation involving the east city wall, an ancient whisper from when the sky split three hundred years ago, is awakening in this crumbling city. Lu Chen put away the pale pink soul light and found that he had been dragged into the center of the whirlpool.
The fragrance of the soul can cover the eyes, but it cannot cover the roar of turning over in the ground.
"When the sky cracked, we were down there. Now it's about to crack again, and it's our turn to go up."
——The world is about to collapse, and a corpse collector decides not to just collect corpses anymore.
