She squatted on the street corner of Qingxi Town, with a black birthmark covering half of her face. Everyone said that she was a disaster star, a karmic, bad luck, and ominous thing.
She believed it.
Until that rainy night, an umbrella leaned towards her shoulder. Half of the sleeves of the person holding the umbrella were wet, and the evil spirit around her body was so cold that it made people shiver, but the umbrella was completely covered above her head. She didn't dare to look back. She was afraid that if she looked back, the umbrella would disappear.
Later someone told her: What's on your face is not a curse.
What is that?
——Someone has used thousands of years of obsession to seal your immortal bones, preventing you from returning to your throne forever.
——There are also people who will use the Thousand Years of Heavenly Punishment to hold back the backlash for you, waiting for you to remove it with your own hands.
But who is that person? Why ban her? Who is protecting her?
No one answered. All she knew was that every time she looked up at the ridge, she always felt like someone was there. Like waiting for a long, long time.
And at the bottom of the abyss, a pair of dark purple eyes slowly opened. A hoarse voice asked the words that had been prepared for a thousand years.
"Do you still hate me?"
The four realms are a situation, and a thousand years are a calamity. The day when the birthmark fades away is when the Moon Lord returns to his throne.
