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"Friend, I see that the 'abnormal fluctuations' in you are extremely strong, and you are the focus of the 'Wanxiang Guizang Pavilion'! Don't get me wrong, my name is Chen Fan, and I am a contemporary Qianlong. We only 'contain', not 'monster'... Unless you do it first." When the mystery revived, the demons gradually awakened, and other practitioners were still worrying about how to enter the [Ling of Enlightenment: Image Discrimination], Chen Fan was already holding "Hidden Dragon Jue" and began to clean the "old residents" in the attic - from thousand-year-old tree demons to fragments of evil gods from outside the world - and "learned" some experience by the way to improve his understanding of the "Ninth Level of Execution of Orders". The "General Outline of Taoist Talismans" on the left hand, and the "Buddha's Sutra on Conquering Demons" on the right hand hold the core authority of the [Wanxiang Guizang Pavilion] and control the "destination" of thousands of "abnormalities". "I, Chen Fan, am the 666th generation Qianlong of [Jingyesi]. All marked" anomalies must either accept the "return to storage" obediently, or be prepared to experience the full set of "care" services from [Seal Deed Level: Engrave] to [Return to Source Level: Hedao]! Who is that big devil of [World Shaping Level: Domain Construction]? It's time for your 'thought transformation report'!"

Thirty-five years have passed since the black fog dissipated, and the world has returned to peace, but that is just an illusion that deceives mortals. In the shadow of the bustling city, anomalies are still growing. The ancient gods and twisted creatures that were revived by the black fog thirty years ago are ready to move. The whispers of the abyss never stop, and the shadow of the forbidden sequence is shrouded.

When the bells of Olympus echoed and the horns of Asgard shook the sky, only the eastern land was silent. What people don't know is that a high school student is roaring at Ying Long in the bathroom: "If you dare to use my shampoo to cause a flood again, I will stop your antidepressants tonight!" Lu Chen's physical examination report said it was normal, but no one could see the bronze cage deep in his soul - there were ten ancestors who wrote medical records as myths: Xing Tian used his abdominal muscles to hit the wall to simulate a war drum, and Gong Gong used an IV pole to perform an iron mountain stand. The most troublesome thing was the radiology patient who always fired the air bow at the moon at three o'clock in the morning, saying that he would shoot down the restless golden crow in his temple. Until one day, the claws of Fenrir from Northern Europe tore open the school wall. Looking at the giant wolf eating reality in the surveillance camera, Lu Chen suddenly smiled. He turned around and patted the tempered glass of Hou Yi's ward: "Brother, I'll lend you an arrow that can shoot through the apocalypse - in exchange for three boxes of sun-shooting loose items, deal?" ; In this mental hospital that houses China's last divinity, every recovered case is a vaccine for civilization. When Lu Chen pressed the tenth "discharge confirmation button", the morning light just penetrated the bronze dome - it turns out that the best way to kill a god is to let the crazy god learn to love again.

At the end of Nancheng Old Street, there is an antique shop without a sign. I am the only shopkeeper here, Chu Fan. I have lost my memory. I only remember the origin of each item in the store and the stories behind them. And I am just a spectator and recorder of these stories.