Iron Spine Three Thousand

What he collected was the corpse and what he buried was the sprite. What is engraved is the name, what is burned is blood. Zhao Hanyi was born with a "yin bone" and was invulnerable to all poisons, but he was also regarded as a bad luck for walking by living people. After ten years of embalming, there were three thousand nameless corpses. He touched the carrion with his withered hands, "read" the truth before his death from the scars on the corpse, and carved the names and names of the victims who could not rest in peace into the cold fine iron spine armor on his back with one hammer and one chisel. He thought he was just a silent ferryman on the edge of life and death, until that night - eighteen corpses branded with the blood-dropping plum mark were roughly thrown at the gate of Yizhuang. The fingertips penetrated into the charred wound, and the remaining bone-burning inner energy instantly ignited the old scar on his back that had been dormant for ten years! It's the same origin! It's Qiu Yu! The conspiracy suddenly arose. The strange copper coins with the word "Ming" in them are like life-killing talismans, the blade of the yamen policeman is pointed directly at the throat, and there are also gray corpses oozing black blood, which silently tell the insidiousness of the evil power. It turns out that this world is colder than the coffin boards in Yizhuang, and dirtier than the rotten soil in mass graves! "The bones in this body are disgusting to the living, but disgusting to the dead." Zhao Hanyi pulled off the shroud soaked in corpse odor, revealing the ferocious iron spine engraved with three thousand dead souls. The cold armor buzzed in the dark night, as if countless silent cries converged into a torrent of revenge. "Listen, demons and monsters - the debt you owe to the dead must be paid with the hearts of the living!" Three thousand iron bones serve as evidence, and a Yin body serves as a boat. This time, he will use his hands that have touched death to tear out the evil spirits under the skin of the living! This body of bones, cast aside by the world, is destined to smash into the towering temple or hidden deep in the underworld - the monstrous blood plum!