Road to a Deserted Village: My Past Life Contract with the Yin Spirit

Wucun, hidden in the folds of the Qinling Mountains, has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but has been entangled in fog for hundreds of years. The old locust tree at the entrance of the village has strange white flowers, the water in the well smells fishy all year round, and the soil in the cemetery is always stirred inexplicably at night. The old people in the village often say: "This place is half inhabited by humans and half by ghosts." My name is Lin Yan. I was born in Qingwu Village and grew up in an old house. Ever since I can remember, I have been able to see those "things" hidden in the shadows - the girl in red crying under the old locust tree, the withered hands hanging from the beams of the hall, and the shadow of a child staring at me sleeping under the bed. These ghosts that ordinary people avoid have become the clearest imprints of my childhood. Later I learned that this physical constitution that can connect yin and yang was not an accident, but a bond from past lives engraved in my bones and blood. The secrets that have been guarded by my family for generations, the dust-laden past of Qingwu Village, and the endless relationship between Yin Ling and me, gradually surfaced as I grew up. From being initially frightened by evil spirits and keeping me awake all night, to being forced to face the strange happenings in the village, to accidentally finding ancient Taoist books left by my ancestors, I embarked on a path of cultivation intertwined with humans and ghosts. I use my mortal body to save lonely souls, and use my Taoist heart to defeat evil spirits. Every time I resolve the strange stories in the countryside, it is a life and death trial; every entanglement with ghosts brings me one step closer to the origins of my previous life. I walked through barren tombs and mountains, broke through the enchantment of the netherworld, fought against fierce ghosts, and protected innocent people. On the boundary between humans and ghosts, I polished my Taoist mind and improved my cultivation bit by bit. But is that past life contract an aid to my cultivation, or is it a shackle that drags me into the abyss? What kind of shocking secret is hidden behind the mist of Qingwu Village?