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On the day his whole family was killed, Dou Jiande knelt down for three breaths. Then he stood up, dug out the dirt from his fingernails, and smeared the blood on his trouser legs. "Thirty-seven mouthfuls. I'll remember that." He didn't cry. No fuss. I didn't go to the government to complain. He just sharpened his knife, made three copies of the ledger, and sent it to the right person. Then wait. Waiting for the day when Captain Zhang runs away. Wait for him to kneel down on the official road. Wait for the blade to reach his neck. Inch by inch, cut in. -- Some say he is a hero. Some say he is a butcher. Dou Jiande said: "I am just a farmer. Anyone who touches my land will be killed by me." -- The ledger is in hand. Knife at waist. The name of the enemy is in my heart. Seven names, none of them can escape. The first one is called Wang Shichong.

"Your natal Gu was raised with my flesh and blood." Lin Nanxing, a freshman at St. Teresa College, has two secrets: she is the last heir of a century-old family of voodoo magic, and the silver ring voodoo she raises will bite her spine after ten o'clock every night. Student Union President Xie Linyuan's compass always points to her heart, and in his shadowless body in the mirror is the living centipede poison that the Xie family has guarded for hundreds of years. The mother's experiment diary from 20 years ago hides an even more shocking truth: the "Ten Thousand Gu Mother Cauldron" that was suppressed back then is now hanging under her skull. Only then did she understand that what was needed for this sacrifice spanning two generations was never the voodoo technique - but the parasite that stole the fate.