Twenty-four years. A reincarnation.
Shen Tingxi did not expect that a mudslide would send her into this village where she could not get out.
Lin Jiuyue did not expect that after being imprisoned in the ancestral hall for twenty-four years, what awaited her was not the end of the sacrifice, but a woman who said she wanted to study "evil god culture".
She's approaching her to take advantage. She watched her act for fun.
There is no sincerity, only calculation.
Until that fire - she gave the only way to escape to only one person.
"Sister, I finally found you."
Those pale golden, damp, rust-like eyes were bent.
You can see her, you know she's there, but you can't touch her.
Intention: How the imprisoned people turn from sacrifices to counterattackers, and how to give birth to sincerity under calculation.