When Yan Zhao approved the leave note, several ancestors in the underworld retreated in seclusion and pretended to be dead, but no one came to receive the seal. She wrote "Yan Zhao is allowed to take a year off", put her personal seal on it, and slapped it on the case, and the matter was settled.
Wander around the human world during the day, try some delicious food, and go back to the underworld to have a bite after dark. Good.
Until the crack at the old street entrance pulled her in.
When I opened my eyes again, they were all red. The paper maid embroidered a smiling face and called her "today's bride." There was an unfinished wedding dress on the couch. There are small words written on the back of the clothes with a sharp object: skin is married to bones, flesh is sitting in the hall, banquet is in all directions, blood is stained on the wedding dress, internal organs are being offered to the high hall - a happy event held with living people as the banquet.
Ninety percent of her mana was blocked.
Who did it? We can only go step by step to see.
No, little sweetheart
