I have a strange destiny, and I can see the evil debts owed by the world.
Weird things happen frequently in the capital: eyeless creditors demand their lives, and paper puppets sing curses to capture their souls. Because of this "superpower", I was brought back by Xie Yan, the celestial supervisor of Qintian Prison, and accepted as a disciple.
He taught me talismans, gave me warm fur, and used blood to calm my soul when I was eroded by resentment.
I thought this was redemption.
Until I was devouring the memory of debt and saw that three hundred years ago, a woman with the same appearance as me was nailed alive into the dragon's veins.
The face of the officiating priest was exactly the same as Xie Yan.
He stroked my face, his voice still as cold as broken jade: "Zhizhi, you were born to quell this catastrophe."
Xiao Wuwang, the prince of Zhenbeihou, was the only one who broke through the lies.
He bears the birthmark of an inverse dragon scale, and his evil aura is overwhelming, but he protects me fiercely: "What bullshit destiny! Come with me, my destiny is strong enough to open this dead end for you!"
At this time, Wan Qianqian's ears laughed ferociously:
"Hehe... They are all lying to you."
"Eat us... Become us..."
"Then, kill their lives and eat this world!"
Purpose: True redemption is not about erasing the past