That day, I found the lonely but dusty cave in my dream. The beam of light was projected from the darkest underground and enveloped the entire altar with warmth. I looked at the man who was half human and half snake hovering on the throne. I was stunned and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
His eyes looked straight at me, with shadows covering the bridge of my nose and eyebrows. When he saw that the hairs on my body stood on end and my blood was about to run out, he suddenly lowered his head and started laughing softly, a muffled smile coming from his chest. The man seemed to be quite weak. After a while, he couldn't help but start coughing loudly. The scales under his body rubbed against the altar, making a sound like metal scraping against rock.
The man was wearing an obviously ill-fitting high priest's robe with black ink stains on the sleeves. He stood up and used his tail to climb down the most beautiful glowing grass on the surrounding rock walls, trembling all the way as he rolled up to me.
It was like thunder piercing the thick night in my mind. His name was Yin Louxue, and he was the patron saint of Yin Ruins. It seemed that he was my lover from more than ten reincarnations.
Ah! I wrote the introduction just for fun! It has nothing to do with the tone of this article!
[The teacher told us this when we were young: we must remember to forgive others at critical moments, so please treat the author gently. He is just a crosstalk actor.