Staying in a Small Town, I Rely on Storytelling to Kill the Big Monster

In the last years of the Qian Dynasty, demons were breeding in the mountains. The imperial court was frightened by the decline of national power and strictly ordered that demons and disasters should not be included in administrative subjects. Zhangshui County has become an isolated island of lawlessness. The government covers up evil disasters in the name of public security and passes the cost of life and death to the market. Forces from all sides are undercurrents in the cracks of this system, and all living beings are bound by survival and rules, and they cannot help themselves. In the inn, the female storyteller Lu Qingyan turns her nighttime adventure of slaying monsters into a daytime story telling, and borrows the mundane atmosphere of the city to cultivate her sword for slaying monsters; the low-level police officer Song Wenjue holds the broken sword passed down from his family, and is searching for hidden secrets in the gaps between official documents; Xie Changsong, a smooth-haired fortune teller, is actually a master of formations hidden in the world of mortals; Luo Tie, an anonymous pig butcher, has lost his edge as a skilled master and watches coldly; and Shen Lin, a foreign scholar, goes into dangerous situations alone in search of magic weapons. Each of the five people has unique opportunities and incomprehensible obsessions, and they hide in the market and guard against each other. The demonic disaster escalates in the suburbs, and various forces secretly test their plans in the abandoned temple. Everyone took off their disguises and joined forces for the first time, tearing apart the false balance between the gang, the gang and the black market in one fell swoop. The defeated gangster was unwilling to lie dormant, secretly guiding rumors and monsters to continue to contain the situation. When the great demon broke through the city, the existing rules suddenly collapsed, and the officials, gentry and Jianghu sects who had ignored the truth in the past were forced to put down their bodies and come to win over. The tendency of all parties to follow the trend was obvious, and the multi-camp game progressed step by step. There is a long road ahead, and the conspiracy and tug-of-war between the black hands and forces will never stop. Everyone joins forces in the cracks of troubled times, experiences life and death in the collision of ideas, and constantly checks and balances the secular calculations and the evil evils of the abyss. The various forms of living beings and eternal secrets in this world are slowly unfolding in the wind and rain along with the intertwined threads of fate.