Tomb Boundary

The gods and Buddhas are dead, but the rules remain. When he was eighteen years old, Chen Du took over a bronze soul-inducing lamp from his grandfather. Grandfather said: You don't have to order it, but you can't live without it. He thought it was feudal superstition until he was working the night shift at a convenience store when he saw a row of tinfoil ingots on the shelves and the soul-inducing lamp under the cashier turned on by itself. After the battle between gods and Buddhas, the way of heaven collapsed. The fallen gods and Buddhas turned into countless fragments of rules and scattered around the world. They were contaminated by mortal obsessions and formed strange realms. The girl who got up on time at three in the morning and talked to the corner—— All the clocks in the old house stopped at 2:17 in the morning—— Funeral supplies appear out of thin air on convenience store shelves—— This is not a haunting. This is a broken rule. And he is the lighter. Specialized in guiding the dead souls, specializing in broken rules. Until the day he received his first rule warning: "Thou shalt not draw souls unto thyself."