In the ancient city where the night is deeper and quieter, there is a strangely curved stone alley in the wind and bitter rain; the watchman died violently during a thunderstorm, the body of the owner of the compound was separated, and three cultural relics that could be called national treasures were missing. There were no traces of the crime at the scene. When Chu Ci participated in the investigation, he was inexplicably caught up in a past event sixty years ago, sharing the joys and sorrows with people who had long since passed away, drinking wine in the wind, or blooming under the moonlight. From then on, there were thorns and strange things in front of him. He was once imprisoned and on the run... The phantom pupils in front of him were humans or ghosts?
Buddha said: six paths of reincarnation;
Dao says: life and death are immortal;
The Book of Changes calls it - image.
The lingering love between man and ghost... Is it a dream? Or fantasy?