In Northeastern Chinese folklore, an ancient legend has long been passed down: “yellow, fox, white, willow, gray.”
My name is Lin Ze’an, and I was born on the fourth day of the fourth lunar month. It was supposed to be the season of Grain Rain, but that day an eerie snowfall came down.
The elders often say that snow in the fourth lunar month means a great grievance is at hand.
My master said I had an extremely yin fate and was naturally prone to attracting unclean things. To keep me alive, I was forced into a ghost marriage when I had just turned twelve.
Sure enough, after that, misfortune followed me like a shadow: singing in ghost operas, encountering a frozen ghost at night, and being lured to drown by a water ghost...
Still, it wasn’t all bad. At least I gained a proud, clingy ghost girlfriend.
As my master said: people can be good or bad, and ghosts can be good or evil too.
Some paths, once taken, separate the living from the dead;
Some debts remain impossible to repay, even after reincarnation.
But I love it. I love reading it. I like this book and the author.
Okay, okay, the story of the protagonist Lin Ze'an who was born with extremely yin destiny and signed an agreement with Chen Shiyun