Little Immortal

Scent and memory are connected.

They did not first meet at a temple, yet she was covered in the smell of incense, dressed in black and pretending to be mature, like some kind of charlatan.

He took a string of white orchids from an old flower seller and walked past her, pretending to be calm.

Later, whenever she was in danger, he always appeared in time to save her, time and again, as if he were willing to charge into battle for her, risk his life, and shed his blood, wholeheartedly.

She took his tenderness for granted.

Until someone told her: There is no such thing as love at first sight happening all the time.

His loyalty to you, his feelings for you, were merely inherited from someone else.

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Horror novelist Shen Li somehow became an employee of Wraith Express. Company rules stated that he had to make at least one delivery every week, or he would be erased.

Other employees trembled with fear when delivery day came. Shen Li alone was different: When it comes to making deliveries, no one is faster than me! Boss, please let me work overtime!

The days he was forced to work at the express company brought him an endless supply of inspiration.

Building 13, Room 404, in a paper effigy garden. The door opened, revealing a scene of absolute horror.

Shen Li: Dear customer, if you want to stuff yourself into a parcel and ship yourself out, I suggest cutting yourself into smaller pieces!

By the River of the Scapegoat, pairs of pale arms reached out of the water.

Shen Li: Is this your delivery? Stop making a fuss, all of you. Is Wang Cuihua here? If so, please make a heart sign at me!

At the winding mountain cemetery, a widow veiled in black sat beneath a tree filled with hanging ghosts, weeping.

Shen Li pulled out his laptop with a flourish. "I'm only a deliveryman, but... tell me your story."

The employee ID of Shen Li, an employee of Wraith Express, was constantly scribbled over and rewritten.

The moment he put pen to the palm-sized blank space, everything he wrote would come true, except for one thing: that damnable, unchangeable tendency to get lost.

Shen Li wrote on his employee ID: [I am not directionally challenged!!!]

Three seconds after he finished writing, the words vanished. He was still directionally challenged.

This was really hurting his work efficiency, so he picked up his pen again and wrote on his employee ID: [I found a magical GPS that never needs charging and never breaks]

Then he found the mysterious boss behind Wraith Express. He had designed all the routes through the dungeons, and was known as a living GPS.

Shen Li: It never needs charging, never breaks, and can guide me wherever I go. Sounds perfect, except it's a little clingy?

The moment he stood behind him and revealed his true form, countless demons and monsters bowed before him.

I can smooth the thorns in your path, and I can move mountains and part seas for you.

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