Han Xiaochuan has known since he was a child that Dalong is no ordinary Tibetan Mastiff.
It would turn into a human form and teach him how to read, walk in the snow to collect medicine, and look at him with those blue eyes and say: "You were born to be a sinner, and there are not many people who want you to survive."
When he was ten years old, his family was massacred, and his adoptive father sacrificed his life to bear the punishment from heaven. The dragon lost his golden elixir and his soul was shattered, leaving only a skin to wrap him up and walk out of the snow-capped mountains.
Before his eighteenth birthday, his master Ye Hongling expelled him from the school and gave him nine yellowed marriage certificates: "Your adoptive father made nine marriage arrangements for you before he died. If you don't marry them, you will be punished by heaven."
He clutched the marriage certificate and left the Hong Ling. On his first mission, he bumped into the upper body of a fierce ghost in red.
The female ghost strangled her employer's neck and screamed: "You Taoist priests are all helping bad people! Who will redress my grievances when I was killed?"
Han Xiaochuan bit off his fingertips and drew talismans to save people. He looked down at the female ghost lying on the ground and said, "It is only natural to accept money to do things."
Reader comments
It feels like everything was pasted and copied, and the routine is very old. Going down the mountain, all the nine marriage contracts came.
It feels like everything was pasted and copied, and the routine is very old. Going down the mountain, all the nine marriage contracts came.