Book of Relics

Repair shops in the old city never accept jobs on rainy days. Lin Yan held the ancestral copper scissors, but he couldn't cut out the strange paper-cut of "Hundred Ghosts at Night" - the silver thread hooked on the Nuo face, the shadow was eating the living person, and a crescent moon shape appeared out of thin air on his wrist. Detective Shen Tang knocked on the door with half a rusty copper coin. The rags in the evidence bag were oozing with blood, which was exactly the same as the scene where his father was "died in the line of duty" ten years ago. Until the blank "Book of Instruments" felt hot in his arms, revealing the words in blood: "Go south, search for the artifact, and mend the instrument's veins." Only then did he realize that he was a descendant of the "Master Weapon Maker" and could understand the screams of the implements; and the light of the swords of the Guardians and the Reshaping Sect had already been reflected on the blades of the copper scissors—— One side must protect the relics, and the other side must borrow the souls of the artifacts to devour the world. And the blank pages of the "Book of Weapons and Spirits" are waiting for him to use his blood as ink to write the ending.