[Write whatever you want, a short story, I think it's a sweet cookie]
As a marginalized person in the class, Lin Juanyu was forced to make up the numbers while hiking in the mountains. There was a small tiled house on the roadside they passed, and there was a small pottery doll inside, which was weird.
As a descendant of Zhou Cun, Zhou Yumo has been living in the city, but he was suddenly called back to the mountains to participate in a sacrifice.
He remembered that god. When he was a child, he went to steal money from a small tiled house, and he was very unlucky. First, he accidentally fell into a pond and drowned half to death. Then his father found out and beat him half to death. It was better not to mess with him.
Both of the above are feelings.
Intention: fate, wonderful beyond words