Our whole family is an outlier among the monsters of Panxiang Mountain.
While other demons were cultivating desperately, my parents kept their original form as "roe deer spirits" and did not seek to make progress for five hundred years. They were only busy looking for medicine for me all day long.
Because I was born weak and will not live to be a hundred years old.
After my ninety-ninth birthday, I secretly selected a cemetery for myself.
When I came back, I heard my cousin advising my parents: "Let's have another baby while we're still young."
I smiled, held back my tears, and said "Okay."
That night, I dragged the most curling monster in Panxiang Mountain—the hundred-year-old silver snake that always told me bad things—into the forbidden area.
I plan to die there and make everyone happy.
When his sharp claws penetrated my chest, he burst out with shocking demonic power.
In the bright blue light, he said to me: "Silly roe deer, you are not allowed to die!"
Purpose: Native family, healing, friendship
