She stepped on the other side of the flower with bare feet, and the petals shattered silently under her feet.
She survived thousands of souls, but she could not survive herself.
Qianyin is the extradition envoy from the underworld. When the mysterious umbrella opens, three bells ring to tear apart the night; when the return needle flies out, good and evil flow at the tip of the hairpin into three colors: black, red, and silver.
She transports evil souls into hell, she transports good souls into reincarnation, and she transports wronged souls to be investigated. It takes thousands of years to cross the soul, but never enough to cross a million.
The blood contract sealed her emotions and memories, and the waters of the River of Forgetfulness washed away where she came from. She doesn't remember who she is, but only remembers two things: every time she passes the jacaranda tree at the back of the palace, tears will flow down without warning; every time she closes the Soul Crossing Umbrella, a wisp of pale golden thread will seep out of her palm - that's not magic power, but her blood, drawn away by the formation in the dark.
Three hundred feet away, Hei Wuchang stood in the shadows. The sixty-three silver marks on his wrists are stacked like a dry river bed, and the eyes under the mask are half amber and half dark green. He planted jacarandas for her for thousands of years and recorded his true achievements for thousands of years, but he never dared to say the word "in" to her.
After the 100,000-stroke carving was completed, the name on the stone wall lit up. She turned around and walked towards the person who had guarded her for thousands of years, and said softly: "I am Qianyin. I always have been. But now, this name is chosen by me."
She survived thousands of souls, but she could not survive herself. But this time, she crosses over to you.
Thousands of years of guarding, running in both directions, closed loop for all members. The red damask turns into a butterfly, and destiny is overcome by itself.
Oriental Fantasy Sadomasochism·Female Awakening·Double Blood Beads·Fateful Reincarnation
Interpretation of the five deeds·Double-weapon spirit·Three-party confirmation·Thousand-year name engraving
The bloodline of the last Nuwa × the last descendant of the ancient mythical beast
"I don't say 'I do', I say 'I choose you'."
Motto: "Everyone has searched for her hundreds of times, but that person is in the dim light" - She searched for herself through thousands of souls, and he waited for her with a thousand-year silver mark. It turns out that redemption is never a one-way trip, but two incomplete people, between forgetting and remembering, using blood as ink and a boat named after each other, carving a road home together.