Tonight the Cycle Is Forever Silent

Some people light incense to ask about ghosts, while others draw the ground as a prison. Zhou Yin's prison is a funeral parlor, an old locust tree, and a rusty copper coin. My father said: Use "understanding" in exchange for tears. Tears can calm the sobbing underground. He did this for seven years until Shen Wanqing appeared - a woman who crawled back from death with a silver light shining on her chest. She said: "Every dead soul you comfort is providing food for 'it' underground. Every tear you collect is a shackle that prolongs its imprisonment." When all the locust leaves fell overnight, the copper coin cracked, and the "dragon" deep in the earth's veins opened its eyes. It turns out that what the Night Watchmen have been suppressing for generations is not evil spirits, but the spirits of mountains and rivers that have been hurt by humans and twisted in pain. Tonight is the beginning of destruction and the last chance for redemption. When understanding becomes a weapon and tears turn into blades, should he "appease" the pain or "release" the hatred?