Forget the Dust Bones

Name: Forget the Dust Bones
Author: Mu Xiang

by Mu Xiang

ongoing Fantasy Romance Cross-Species Romance Female Lead

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Lingxi was originally a snow fox who had been cultivating on Lingshan Mountain for five hundred years. On the day she transformed, she accidentally ate the fireworks of the human world and had half of her tail cut off by thunder. She fell to the human world and met the person who had been throughout her life. Shen Qingci is a doctor in the mortal world, but he can resurrect human flesh and bones. He practices the Tao of Supreme Forgetfulness that does not involve love. She secretly hid on the beam of his medicine house, watching him diagnose illnesses for mortals, watching him practice his sword under the moon, and watching him gently coughing against the lonely moon. Lingxi once appeared in front of him in her true form, with nine tails burning with flames, but she burst into tears when he said "Go back and leave me alone" Different paths for human beings and monsters are rules engraved on the bones. In order to protect her, he broke his immortal bones and fell into the Immortal Killing Platform. When the immortal energy collapsed, he still said "Don't look back." In order to find him, she spent hundreds of years cultivating and lost all her demonic power, becoming an orphan girl who is afraid of the cold in the mortal world, holding half of his broken immortal bones in her arms. The stone road in Jiangnan Yuxiang was as slippery as a mirror, and she heard a familiar cough coming from the rain curtain. When she fumbled and stretched out her hand, an oil-paper umbrella stopped steadily above her head. "Girl, who are you waiting for?" The moment her fingertips touched the umbrella bone, the half of the fairy bone was hot in her arms - it was him. Even though he had forgotten his past, the temperature in his palm still remembered her outline. "The world is not a world of demons and humans, but a world of all living beings!" "In fact, sometimes, it is no longer important to argue about the truth." Asking what love is in the world, it is difficult to overcome the pain of lovesickness in a magpie bridge. It is difficult to find the sweetness of the same heart when it is transformed into a butterfly. It is difficult to return home against the gods. It is a matter of thousands of cultivations. In fact, love is very simple. Tell me with your heart.