The Watchman Doesn't Knock the Clapper

A sacrifice is held every ten years in the Xuan Kingdom. When the dynasty declined, the powerful selected children of different origins from the people and dedicated them to the old gods to extend their lives. Twenty years ago, a sacrifice that was supposed to die in a mass grave crawled out alive. No one knows where he went. Only the watchman Zhou Jiu knows - he never looks in the mirror. During the day, he was the lowest-ranking watchman in the capital, always laughing at everyone he saw. At night, he banged his clapper and walked around the city, seeing things that shouldn't exist. Until a smiling corpse waited for him with a grin on his face in the alley where he patrolled. "Everyone in the mine is waiting for you to go back." Zhou Jiu held the clapper and did not knock it for the first time. He smiled: "That's just right, it's time for me to go find them." - A sacrifice abandoned by the entire empire, he started as a watchman at the bottom and climbed to the top of power step by step. The whole world thought he was dead. Only he himself knows: he lives just to make them kneel down and beg him. And he will never forgive.