In the twenty-seventh year of Qingyuan, it was the end of autumn.
The charred wooden remains of Yongzhao Hall still stand in the northwest corner of the imperial city, like a huge, ugly scar that cannot be healed, exposed to the sun.
The overwhelming fire twenty years ago burned away the iron bones of the censor Lu Wenyuan and the good reputation of the Lu family. It also disappeared with the twelve mysterious bronze mirrors that were said to be able to see into the underworld and communicate with yin and yang.
Twenty years of frost, countless wronged souls wept their blood. Lu Shenzhou, a blind man, walked alone among the corpses and rotting filth on the ground, using his fingers as eyes and his heart as a lamp, listening to the complaints of the dead souls in a silent place, seeking final peace for them.
He carries a blood feud and walks in the eternal darkness, trying to carve out a ray of light among the bones.
Xie Linyuan, the censor Zhongcheng, is the proud son of the Xie family in Lanling. He holds the sword of law and has a bright future in his heart. He vows to clean up the world and eliminate the traitors. However, when the layers of fog peeled away, he was shocked to find that the foundation stone of the clear stream under his feet had been soaked in the dirty blood of his loved ones. Can he stick to his original intention?
This is a bottomless river. Conspiracy is like gangrene attached to the bone, and murderous intention is like the nail in the tarsal bone. If you are not careful, you will be buried in hell.
One of them is groping for the truth in the darkness, and the other is fighting against the filth in the light, not afraid of life and death.
They are each other's floating lights in the dark river, illuminating the way forward and dispelling the chill from all directions.
Purpose: to investigate old cases and clear up the world
