Nezha: Fire in the Bones

There is a bonesmith's shop without a sign at the end of the Dry Bones Pass alley, and a young man named Yin Zhuo lives in the shop. He is fifteen years old, as thin as a bone that has not grown. He makes a living by setting people's bones and setting their bones. His fingers are long and there are always medicine stains embedded in the gaps between his nails that cannot be washed away. He didn't know his origin, he only knew that Yin Changgeng was his "father" who picked him up from the mass grave. Until one rainy night, an old man whose lower body was burned to ashes was brought into the shop. When Yin Zhuo inspected the wound, he found that the old man's ribs were growing and blooming - they were the legendary "lotus bones" that appeared once in a thousand years. After death, the bones turned into white lotuses with nine petals, each of which could prolong a person's life. Before he died, the old man grabbed his hand and said something that made his blood freeze: "You are not the lotus bone, you are the lotus root." Before he finished speaking, the sound of neat footsteps came from outside the door. Yin Changgeng is here. The man who had called him "Zhuo'er" for fifteen years was standing in the rain with eyes as strange as knives. Only then did Yin Zhuo realize that Yin Changgeng was not his adoptive father, but the leader of the "Bone Hunters". Since the age of the Gods, there has been a secret organization that has been systematically hunting down lotus bone practitioners, extracting the bones to refine medicine, and prolong the lives of the declining gods in heaven. And Yin Zhuo is the last one. Deep within his bones, something was awakening. The Fire Spear is a charred spine, the Qiankun Circle is a ring formed by a rib, and the Hot Wheel is a wheel formed by two shoulder blades. With every battle, he is getting closer to his own truth - and closer to the fate of being boned. When the lotus roots break through the ground, whose bones will the white lotus bloom on?