Wangchuan Pawn Book

At night when the Forgotten River water flows over the bluestone slabs, a solitary lamp will always light up in the pawn shop hidden at the fork of Huangquan Road. The red lacquered door has long been mottled, but the five gold characters "Huangquan Pawn Shop" on the lintel glow with a cold light. The sandalwood that floats out from behind the door curtain is mixed with a hint of soul. The guests who come here are never living people - there is a female ghost who has been searching for three hundred years with a lantern and wants to redeem her crushed memory; there is a general who is willing to reincarnate for seven lives, just to see his dead wife again; and there is a scholar who is holding half a piece of the remaining soul, hoping to get a moment of sobriety. The shopkeeper sat behind the counter, stroking the yellowed contract with his fingertips, and only asked: "What do you want to exchange for your soul?" No one knows how long this pawn shop has been open. They only heard that every time a transaction is completed, there will be an additional figure in the bronze mirror behind the counter, and the water in Wangchuan will be a little turbid than the night before. It wasn't until a young man with the aura of a living person broke in by mistake that he discovered that the souls that were treated as "pawn items" never really left, but were just trapped in the contract and became the eternal "nourishment" of the pawn shop.