Short story, semi-magical style (emphasis)
Her parents went bankrupt and had no choice but to seek refuge with others. Leng Yijin climbed up Kunlun Mountain carrying large and small bags.
The man who opened the door was dressed in black and had big wavy hair. He asked her: "Fortune telling or ghost hunting?"
Newbie posting, writing style is unfamiliar, welcome to discuss
Intention: Destiny is determined, reincarnation will not happen
