She had made dolls for four thousand years, but the one she cherished most was suddenly lost after its spiritual thread was severed during the war between gods and demons.
Qianji looked at the blood-stained fingertips and slowly closed them. In the next three hundred years, Heaven will press on him and he will search the world for it.
However, during the search, her Taoist heart was overturned. She spent her whole life pursuing the way to regenerate souls from dolls, but ultimately failed.
"Paranoid questions will eventually become false. The gods should laugh at me. Watching the moon in the water is like an idiot talking about dreams."
But the person behind him said:
"The moon is fake, I am real"
This is the story of a man who guarded the dead wood and glimpsed the flourishing branches in the illusion.
1V1 double cleansing, the cold and paranoid goddess x the gentle male protagonist with a doll body and a lonely soul
Intention: Seeing the light of heaven in illusion