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Immortals and Buddhas have polluted their golden bodies and are trapped in cages; evildoers are clothed in human skin and sit high in the world of mortals.

I am a tomb robber who has washed his hands in a golden basin. In order to find the missing Professor Qin, I had to return to my old career. As a result, I was accidentally involved in a huge whirlpool and encountered many strange events. A night traveler traveling in shrouds. A dead man's head carrying a corpse to seek revenge. It's so bizarre and unimaginable. In order to survive, I had to transform into a moral defender. This ancient profession exists forever, guarding between night and dawn, fighting against all unpredictable existences in the dark. Heaven has a way, and so do all spirits. The night is long, don't ask about the way home...

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I was the last ceremonial official in the past five thousand years, but due to an accident, I was involved in an endless murderous disaster, and I have been exhausted ever since. The truth is not dead, it is just buried under the loess with the people who have passed away. Tearing through the fog of history, pushing aside the dark clouds, looking into the past, one suddenly realizes that blood and chaos have never stopped...