"There are only two kinds of people crossing Mount Futu: those who can't survive, and those who dare not live anymore."
When Qing Luo stepped into the Futu Inn on the night of the blood moon, the shopkeeper Chuan Que was wiping a blood-stained jade comb engraved with the word "Qing Luo".
This inn, hidden in the fantasy land of yellow sand, specializes in exchanging the eyes of obsessives for a cup of Forgotten Brew - the prince who swallowed gold and committed suicide came to buy beauty, the empress who murdered her father and usurped the throne asked for power, and even the tearful sharks on the corner of the eaves held the head of their lover in exchange for a sincere heart.
But she gradually discovered that every time an obsessed person stepped into the inn, the Sanskrit tattoo on the back of Chuanque's neck would become darker.
When the ninety-ninth guest left a bloody coral bead, Qingluo saw the horrifying truth in the reincarnation mirror: the general Xuanyi who cut out the blood from her heart three hundred years ago to make a sword, the innkeeper who stabbed her heart with a sharp blade again and again in hundreds of reincarnations, and the goddess of life who overlapped with her face in the bronze mirror - it was all him!
"Little blue bird, every time you break an obsession, you are one step closer to being exterminated." Chuan Que pierced the white jade comb into her hair, and blue blood oozed from the newly buried wine jar under the plum tree. "Back then, you used ninety-nine fairy bones to exchange for my fallen demon. Now it is time to use ninety-nine obsessions to exchange for you and me to be buried together."
Fateful gambling × substitute reincarnation × crazy criticism and mutual abuse
When the blood vines wrap around the Youtan Seal on her heart, when the inn door plaque shatters and reveals the old traces of "Chang Le Wei Young", in this life-and-death situation with the common people as the focus and love and hate as the blade, someone will eventually cut off this evil fate of a hundred generations——
"Chuanque, did you know that in this life..." She smiled and stabbed the jade comb into each other's hearts, "I have carved my obsession into your name."
