There is no spring and autumn on the Forgotten River, only obsession turns into a lonely boat.
A thousand-year-old ferryman wishes me good luck, a bamboo pole carries the souls of the dead, and half a piece of residual jade hides old regrets. He looked at the love, hate and infatuation of the past creatures with cold eyes, but because of picking up a little ghost Luokui, he disrupted the yin and yang deadlock. Luokui is wearing a flower skirt on the other side, with stars in her hair. She is clearly a wandering spirit who will always have a childlike face, but she always dreams of the pillars of heaven collapsing and the goddess weeping blood on dark moon nights.
When the 19th crossing of the Purangsheng River opened, the female ghost in red lifted her hood, revealing a cinnabar mole that was exactly the same as Luo Kui's. The goddess's last words shocked the millennium of peace: "The flowers on the other side will wither, but you can renew your destiny in the three realms by returning to your place." Zhu Yu knew that Luo Kui was actually the fire of chaos sealed by the goddess at the cost of her soul. If the twin flowers did not bloom, she would always be a child; the day the flowers bloomed, it was the time when the memory was burned and the yin and yang were overturned.
Meng Gu, the judge of the underworld, set up the Wujian Inn, and the fate book reflected the bad fate of the previous life; the sacred tree in Kunlun decayed overnight, and the lights of the pagoda went out, causing the undead to riot; the soul-eating cocoon swallowed up the obsession and refined the remnant soul of Pluto, which has the same origin as Zhu Yu... When the water of the Forgotten River poured into the world, Luo Kui tore open the chaotic truth: it turned out that Zhu Yu was the good soul of Pluto who killed himself, and what beat in her heart was the chaotic origin of good and evil.
"If the pagoda is not destroyed, I will be there forever."
"If the price of eternity is eternal calamity, I will fall with you."
This chess game spanning three thousand years uses the common people as its sons and love and hate as its blades. When the divine fire burns away the inscriptions on the past life, is it the dawn of the reset of yin and yang, or the curse of eternal reincarnation, stirred up by the ferryman Penny?
