Xuan Ji Bone

On a snowy night in the third year of Yongchang, a blind female violinist cut her throat with one string, revealing the truth about the rusty dynasty. In the past, the husband who had his eyes gouged out transformed into the Greedy Wolf Star Messenger, collecting human bones on the twenty-fourth solar term night to piece together the remains of his dead mother; Blind stargazer Ji Xuejian has prophecies festering on her back, and every time she changes her horoscope, she forgets a color; The ashes of her father and brother were melted into the armor of the female general Wei Zhao. When she was scrubbing the skeletons at the bottom of the moat, she heard the sound of gears gnawing at the dead souls. When Jinling City folded into a three-dimensional star map, hundreds of thousands of people became ants among the gears; When the corpses of broken armies of past dynasties hang high on the huge bronze door, mercury tears flow from their eye sockets; When Yan Wuzheng discovered that the leader of the Jiuyao Sect was actually what he would look like a thousand years later—— She broke the Jiaowei Qin and drew out three hundred dragon scale blades, and carved a blood contract on her palm: Since you want me to be the fire that burns the world, let this fire first burn from the golden bodies of gods and Buddhas. Love and hate here both smell like rust, and fate is like a precisely meshed gear. Some people forge their hearts into perpetual motion instruments, and some people forge their spines into ladders to the sky. When the Pojun Star burns, what is visible is the row of bronze carvings in Yunzhong City: You will return to the ruins. (This book creates an original oriental mechanical punk universe. It uses pain mechanisms, star sand torture tools, flesh and blood gears and other settings to explore whether civilization is a perpetual motion machine or a self-destruction device. When the blind girl becomes a god-killing weapon, and when the prophet becomes a prisoner of fate, everyone suddenly realizes in the star skeleton: The most poisonous mechanism is originally the fire that refuses to be extinguished deep in the human heart.) Intention: Use mechanical gears to deconstruct fatalism, use stars, sand, blood and tears to question existentialism - when the glimmer of humanity bursts out from the mechanically precise causal chain, you will know that the greatest mechanism is a spine that would rather be broken than bent.