The day I died, red rain fell over Nancheng for three days and three nights.
The world thought it was a natural disaster heralding the apocalypse. Only I knew it was my blood, shed to the last drop.
Chen Mo was a humble, honest noodle shop owner. He gave his whole heart to his wife, Lin Wei, and spent everything he had supporting her and her family, only to be repaid with betrayal and humiliation. Driven to the brink by his wife and brother joining forces against him, he leaped from a rooftop.
But he did not vanish completely.
He was the guardian of Nancheng's heart, a city god who had put down roots here three hundred years ago. The moment he died, the earth's veins trembled and red rain poured from the sky. In the cold drawer of the morgue, he opened his eyes once more. Now he commands the earth's veins beneath the city and can see the desires and lies hidden in everyone's heart.
Zhou Cheng, a scumbag, drowns under mysterious circumstances, while his ex-wife Lin Wei is plunged into endless terror. The Four Pillar Gods lie in wait in the shadows. The Western Pillar is poised to devour the earth's veins and take his place. Even Lin Wei is a pawn planted by the Northern Pillar.
All the tenderness and humility of the past have fallen away.
He will no longer silently protect the people. This time, he will make everyone in Nancheng understand:
A god is not meant to be worshipped. A god is meant to be feared.
When red rain falls from the sky once more, a colossal face appears across the curtain of rain. The judgment begins.
