When death approached, Ding Xie glimpsed a sliver of truth—some were monsters, lurking among the people, devouring flesh and blood; some were demons, mingling in the marketplace, slaughtering families; some were gods, residing high in temples, killing countless. He gently patted the coffin lid, flicked the incense of bliss, and offered sacrifices to countless people. Here, he used his quick-draw gun technique, running rampant without restraint. Here, he used paper-cutting to become a flying immortal, and shadow puppets to become gods. Here, he used his waist drum to set up the Imprisoning Heaven Array, and used the stove fire to save all people. And everything started from that 'legacy'.

Her step-sister just died three months ago. Now, she insists on marrying Chu Lui, who is supposed to be her future brother-in-law, the mind behind the Chu Enterprise. The world is sure that she, the new bride-to-be, had caused her step-sister’s death in order to seduce him.

Even her own mother says to her cruelly, “Don’t call me ‘Mom’. I don’t have a daughter as vicious as you.”

In the tenth year of Tianbao, the heroic emperor Gao Yang played the hip-bone pipa and sang by himself. The accompaniment was bizarre, absurd, terrifying, desperate and painful.

That year, Liu Taozi, who lived by the Zhang River, caught some fish, and the story began.