Sewing

Free text, micro-horror and micro-fantasy In the first year of Tianshou, a tomb robber opened an unnamed coffin and obtained an old volume. The handwriting on it was vague and clumsy, like a children's book. "On the eighth day of the second lunar month in the sixth year of Yongjia, it is forbidden to get married." "I got married and went to the church, but I was nailed to the coffin and died. Before the first seven days passed, I turned into a ghost out of resentment and slaughtered more than three hundred evil people." "It was a night filled with blood. Cui Fengyi's Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and he walked slowly out of the cold moonlight. His jade face was silent, without sadness or joy, and the talisman between his long fingers fluttered lightly, imprisoning me in the cage." "At the end of the spring of the same year, I became Cui Fengyi's "ghost weapon". I followed him through the evil spirits and traveled across the broken mountains and rivers. I saw the world weeping, felt the grass and trees flourish... And tasted the best taste of the world." "In the winter of the ninth year of Yongjia, he was drunk and whispered his little word 'Aman'. I leaned close to my ear and whispered those two words ten times. He blocked my noise with his lips." "Cui Fengyi actually dares to kiss me! He is such an evil heretic and a stinky Taoist!" "..." "In the autumn of the tenth year of Yongjia, I made a fuss about flying the kite late at night, and Cui Fengyi agreed. When the kite flew, I quietly possessed him while he didn't look back. I watched him go from helpless, confused to anxious in the air, and secretly laughed." "That night I was punished with smoking a bowl of incense. I hate Cui Fengyi!" "Cui Fengyi made me five-flavored preserved incense, and I forgive him generously." "In the summer of the eleventh year of Yongjia, Cui Fengyi said that he would no longer practice Taoism or become an immortal, and he wanted to get married to me." "..." "In the winter of the thirteenth year of Yongjia, someone from Fengdu took him away. I chased him to Huangquan Road and grabbed his sleeve." "He turned around and looked, his eyes were cold, and a sword penetrated my soul." "It turns out he killed me to become an immortal." When the tomb robber read this, he became pale with horror. He kept shouting that there were ghosts and gods in the world. He hurriedly turned over the pages again, but he could only read a few words on the back of the paper. [Sewing Fengxi Joy] The handwriting was wiped out in dark red, and five messy words were rewritten below. [I want to kill him] The eccentric female ghost vs. The flower-bellied black Taoist priest of Gaoling 1v1 double c, bloody text, no other demining The original copy was dated January 30, 2026, and has been archived. Intention: Please love yourself