Zhenmai

Grandpa left me a notebook. The first half is about porcelain appraisal, and the second half is filled with incomprehensible symbols and map fragments. One of the pages showed a bronze gui with eighteen words written next to it: "Chenzhou talisman gui. Five pieces. Five directions to suppress evil. Cannot be taken away. Cannot be asked. Cannot be traced." The next page was torn out, and the hands were shaking when tearing it apart. Ten years later, that bronze Gui was delivered to me. I asked the source. Tracked down the source. Then I discovered that the things in that mountain, the seals that my grandfather had maintained decades ago, and the things that were waking up in my body were not accidental. Someone is arranging all this.