Become a Cultivator Once

When Yan Langling moved into that surprisingly cheap rental house, she just thought it was a scam. The landlord didn't tell her that her last tenant had died in the delivery bed, killing two people. From that night on, she kept dreaming of the baby crying. Later, she met a Taoist priest in an alley and stuffed a talisman into her body to collect two hundred dollars. The talisman burned the back of her neck with blisters and forced the blue-gray shadow in the corner out of shape. It squatted in the corner and looked at her for a long time, then stretched out its hand towards her. They signed the contract. The body of Xuanyin, the blood of Zhiyin, this thing is waiting for her to die. But she didn't die. Her father sent her to stay with an old friend's house in Linshui Town. The old friend's son was named Pei Xiu. She had seen him when she was a child - gloomy, taciturn, and ordinary-looking. This time I saw him, he was a completely different person. He was like a peacock in school, his desk was filled with love letters, and his eyes were crooked when he smiled. But his family and classmates all said that he had always been like this, and only Yan Langling remembered what he was like before. On the day of duty, after school, the resentful boy led her to the rooftop. The monster was paralyzed on the roof and twitching. Pei Xiu stood at the top of the stairs, holding a bloody dagger in his hand, and his nine tails slowly spread out in the dusk. Demon blood splashed into her eyes. After the fire, when opened, the school was full of ghosts. A headless woman squatted in the corridor, and something with a snake body lay beside the playground. The beautiful deskmate looked down at her, the tip of the knife still dripping. "You know I'm going to kill you, right?" Yan Langling didn't run away. She squatted down and looked through the wounds on the pile of wreckage, peeling away the flesh with her fingertips, pursed her lips - she was watching, analyzing, and wondering how this thing died. The knife stopped in mid-air. A section of thin white neck was exposed on the back of her neck, with a small light brown scar, and her hands did not shake. He put the knife away. She couldn't go to school after that. Of the monsters all over the campus, only she could see them. During class, half of her body was swimming beside the podium, and there was always something squatting at the corner of the corridor waving to her. Three days later, she was sitting on the rooftop in a daze. Pei Xiu came over and the cracks at her feet tore open silently. There is another world beyond the crack. The people who cultivate immortals, raise corpses, and draw talismans wear long robes. The resentful boy huddled on her shoulder and said, that's where I came from. It fell into the soil under this building hundreds of years ago and was buried and asleep until the bloodshed last month woke it up. She looked down at her wrist. After signing the deed, her breathing became deeper than before. She no longer panted when walking or took a break when going upstairs. It felt like something was supporting her in her body. She also recalled the silhouette of her stepmother holding her child and teasing her in the house before she moved out, and her father always avoiding her when picking up food at the dinner table. "Let's go," she said. The schoolbag was unloaded and placed on the ground. She walked toward the crack and didn't look back. Pei Xiu followed three steps behind without saying a word, his tail curling in the wind. He looked at the back figure in front of him - so thin that his shoulder blades were ridged, but he walked faster and faster, as if he finally no longer had to look back. Concept: She lives in a world where no one needs her, but becomes the most important person in another world