On the eve of the winter solstice, it snowed heavily in Wuhan City. Seven-year-old Shen Qingdeng hid under the loom and saw a white fox with six tails cut off.
He said his name was Ah Ran and he was a criminal in Qingqiu.
Later she learned that three thousand years ago, he stole a wick from the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West, had three tails chopped off, and was demoted to the human world. He held the lamp in his mouth and refused to extinguish it, just waiting for someone who had already sunk into ruins.
He waited for three thousand years. What is waiting is the reincarnation of that person.
A girl who can break bread for him, drag her cold tail into the bed to keep it warm, and block twelve black lights for him.
"I'm not Zhu Yan."
"I am Shen Qingdeng."
She walked from Wushuang City to the Northern Territory, and from Beichenjing to Guixu. I climbed through the nine floors of the Ling Ling Pagoda, saw the remnant soul of Ying Long, and asked the Queen Mother of the West six "yes"s and one "regret". She's not here for revenge, she's here to finish her own path.
"If I'm destined to be a monster—"
"I choose to be a monster who can save people."
Heat slowly. The water flows slowly. Running in both directions. Ending HE.
Purpose: Not even God can light the way for others. Guarding itself is the way back.