Nine Suns as Nails

In Qingyang City, the blacksmith Lin Feng was tested to have no sun-mark, and the Zhao family immediately broke off the engagement. That night, he dug out a bronze bell from the soil; the clapper was a piece of finger bone. When the bell rang for the first time, the blind cobbler in the east of the city stopped his work. He said that the nine suns in this world are not stars, but nine nails—nailed into the tower, and the people in the tower are stuffed into stones and carted north, one cart after another. He also said that the bell must not ring nine times. If it rings the ninth time, you will no longer be yourself. Lin Feng could not read, so he first learned to read; he could not draw the sun, so he first learned to count—count stones, count names, count how many times the bell had rung. From Qingyang City to Zhongzhou, from the anvil to the foot of the white tower, he had only one question to ask: why can't those who kneel stand up? And the eye at the top of the tower, which had been open for three hundred years, was waiting for him to climb up. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Nine Suns as Nails — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠