Worldly Taboos

On the seventeenth day of the seventh lunar month, the gate of hell is locked. There are three thousand nameless dead bodies under the water, rushing to cross the river and fight for the sun at the last moment. In the Sanchazi black market, in a very narrow sewage gap, a small boat without an open flame or splash of water slid silently into the ground. Sitting on the boat was Shen Shiqi, the only "account settler" in Sanchazi - dressed in a black windbreaker, with white silk eyes, holding a cowhide account book in one hand and silver bone scissors in the other. "The imperial court owes lives, and the black market owes blood. If God doesn't take it away, I will be the one to pay."