[Every cultural relic is a living history book, and some histories should never be awakened]
When the bronze chains clank automatically in the darkroom without wind, and when the ink stains on the ancient paintings begin to engulf reality, do you hear the screams of the souls strangled by time? What they are waiting for is never salvation, but a container that can inherit the curse.
Su Yan stroked the cracks spreading on the jade cicada, and the mirror reflected the overlapping eyebrows of the Khitan Princess and hers. When the final seal is broken, will she become a suppressor, or will she be willing to be swallowed up by One Hundred Years of Solitude?
Purpose: What artifacts suppress is never evil spirits, but human nature's fear of the truth - when the restorer becomes the "remnant artifact" being repaired, only by facing the curse in the blood can he redeem his soul from the thousand-year karma.
