In the ninth year of Tongzhi, Suolongjing appeared. Indigo water condensed into frost, and birthmarks were like chrysanthemums. Seven families of women and children died of schizophrenia, leaving only the blood meridians written upside down by the wisteria beside the well.
In the third year of Guangxu's reign, the ancient pool collapsed and the demon vines withered. On the day when the Li family's mansion was built, babies cried and seeped through the wood, and animals were sacrificed to seal the door.
In the eighth year of the Republic of China, the land was scorched by drought. All the wells in the county were dry, except for the old well in Lijia Luo Garden, which was full of dead fish and was shiny with oil. At midnight, the moss curls up along the edge of the well, and seven green lanterns shine through the abyss——
"Seventh Young Mistress, the frost chrysanthemum on your collarbone is the incense that leads the way... The Li family is waiting for this 'well' in your belly." Ma Benli, an official with a scarlet scar, pushed the pregnant woman into the abyss. The bluestone is crushed and sealed, and the bloody scriptures suppress the netherworld.
On the same night, Li Xiaoguang, the seventh young master who returned from the martial arts hall, had his bones broken by the family law. Under the old locust tree, he coughed up blood and asked: "That child... Calls you grandpa!"
The owner of the house, Li Jiashan, had his Adam's apple squirming and his mother-of-pearl fingernails scratched the gunshot wound: "Longevity? Your military order... Will soon be transformed into the old well, fed with pickled fish water!" He fondled the bulge in his throat obsessively, recalling the "good taste" of the seven floating corpses of the seven women with frost chrysanthemums blooming on their navels...
The birthmark of frost and chrysanthemum burns the bones, and the blood meridians eat the soul. Li Xiaoguang screamed on the verge of death: "I'm going to get the "Dragon Suppressing Sutra"! The two sutras are combined to break this curse!"
Li Jiashan dipped blood into his son's lips and painted it: "When the well water soaks through the 'amber body'... Both good and evil will be kneaded in the palm of my hand."
The corpse is wrapped in red silk and is about to be married. And at the bottom of the well, something more filthy than a century-old evil spirit... Opened his eyes.
Purpose: To resist the old cannibalistic order shackles of blood
——When the birthmark of frost chrysanthemum becomes the mark of sacrifice, what is crucified in the Dragon Well is never the evil spirit, but the humanity crushed by the millennium patriarchal system.