Writer of the Underworld Deed

My name is Chen Yan, and I am an ancient book restorer who specializes in repairing "feminine objects" that others dare not touch. The ghost marriage invitations, the soul-soothing playbook, the blood-stained land deeds, the paper-bound marriage certificates... These old deeds, stained with the resentment of the dead and hiding centuries-old mysteries, are all the objects of my restoration. Master told me before he disappeared that any contract must be fulfilled and it will last for a hundred years, and the blood debt must be repaid. I didn't believe it at first, but it wasn't until I touched the underworld wedding invitation for the first time and saw the bride who had been sacrificed decades ago, and felt a biting chill on my fingertips, that I realized that what Master said was true. I can look back through the broken deeds, the lingering thoughts, and see the dust-covered truth. But every time I look back, the negative thoughts will corrode my body, and my body temperature will continue to drop. Once it falls below the freezing point, I will become the next weird thing. What's even worse is that the curse passed down from generation to generation in the Chen family prevents me from living past the age of thirty. Now, I only have two years left to live. In order to find the missing master, to break the blood curse, and to survive, I picked up the repair knife, used scraps of paper as media, and pen and ink as the blade to repair folklore mysteries that had been buried by time. The bride who was sacrificed in a ghost marriage, the actress who was wronged on the stage, the paper-making family that was wiped out, the blood debt that caused a hundred years of blood debt caused by the relocation of the tomb... I reset the Yin contract, dispelled the grievances, eliminated the evil spirits, step by step uncovered the conspiracy that spanned a century, and faced the dark forces stirring up the worlds of Yin and Yang. Someone asked me if I was afraid of dealing with dead people every day. I laughed. The ghosts in the hearts of living people are more terrifying than those of the dead. The rules of the Yin and Yang worlds will be decided by me from now on.