When the copper coins danced for the third time on the hexagram plate, I knew that the feng shui of this city had been fed with the blood of living people and turned into a demon.
I'm Lin Zhao, a newbie mystic master who just got started, relying on reading faces and choosing auspicious days to get by. Until that day, he broke into my shop - a man with a cold air all over his body, and a knot of dead souls hidden between his eyebrows. He said: "Help me change my life." But I could see the triple killing pattern from his palm prints.
The first time I saw him, I thought it was a God-given opportunity; the second time I saw him, I realized it was destiny. His name is Chen Jin, he is as sinister as a snake, but he has a face that can make ghosts and gods cry. He taught me how to break evil spirits, hunt for dragons, and glean secrets from the sky, but he personally pushed me into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. We worked together to solve a series of supernatural mysteries, but found that behind each of them was the same name - "Lin Zhao".
The cost is starting to show. There are whispers of innocent souls in my dreams, and there are bloody disasters in reality. Shen Jin said: "You can either become a Taoist saint or become a ghost bride." But I don't believe in fate, let alone him. It wasn't until he blocked an arrow for me that night that I realized that he had already calculated himself into my fate.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
