Three remaining pages from ancient Egyptian books evoke a ritual that lasted for thousands of years;
The nightmare that comes at midnight, the hieroglyphics that I have never encountered but are familiar with;
The eccentric bookstore owner, the mysterious transfer student, and the parents who left him alone;
The truth gradually emerged...
"Thousands of years ago, you and I were the same person." Qi Qing slowly opened the broken book in his hand and sighed: "Now, I want you and me to be resurrected as sacrifices, the same people we were thousands of years ago."
"Who can tell me what the hell is going on!!"