I Write the World

[Synopsis] Cui Xian, a B-list actor born with the ability to see ghosts, is forced to quit the entertainment industry after a series of bizarre incidents. He returns to his family's century-old mansion to save his life. Who knew the old mansion would be like a tomb raider's den, packed with ancient burial objects and antiques? Even lighting a lamp after dark takes a human life as fuel. By the math, keeping it lit for one night costs one Cui Xian... But when the soul lamp is lit, a blood moon hangs overhead and wind blows through the narrow alleys. From then on, word spreads between the worlds of the living and the dead: Judge Cui has finally opened shop! Ghosts, monsters, and strange creatures flock there eagerly, making their way over in the middle of the night. Cui Xian opens the shop door, and a gust of ghostly wind nearly scares him to death! Just then, a flash of golden light appears behind the crowd. A very tall man in black stops outside the door. The murderous aura pouring off him sweeps away every trace of the ghostly wind and bloodstained air! "Oh my god! It's Yuan Zhengchu! Everyone, run!" The man plants a coiling-dragon saber in the doorway. "Sorry to bother you. Is this the Cui family's office of the Underworld?" Cui Xian stammers, "I-I-I'm just a scrap collector..." The man tilts his head and peers through the crack in the door at the dusty Judge's Brush, Book of a Hundred Ghosts, Demon-Beating Whip, and Soul-Setting Pearl displayed on the counter. He lets out a cold sneer. "Hmph." You think I'd believe that? In the end, Cui Xian has no choice but to take up the family business again, using the Judge's Brush to "collect junk" across the worlds of the living and the dead. But his cultivation is too low, and without spiritual power, he can't use the brush. Every time he needs to write, he has no choice but to look at the handsome, short-tempered man beside him. "Ahem, big shot, how about another kiss? I'm running low on spiritual power, and the lamp's about to go out!" Yuan Zhengchu, the so-called big shot, stiffens. His hand tightens around the fierce ghost's throat. But in the end, without a word, he lowers his head and kisses him... The Judge returns to the world, breaking attachments and setting reincarnation right. The balance of fate and cause and effect is in chaos; with my brush, I write the human world. - 1. Schrödinger's younger man. 2. The author doesn't think it's that scary, just a little spooky. 3. If my health holds up, I'll update daily. [Upcoming story] My Love Is Formless, also known as My Husband Is Amphibious A new kind of natural blue mineral is discovered in Peru, South America. Its properties are unusual, and it costs more than gold. Jose, a structural geologist, is hired to search for a vein near an Indigenous village. Their guide warns them to follow three rules. 1. Never leave the village alone. 2. Never speak to strangers. 3. Never look into deep water. Yet almost every time Jose leaves the village to search for minerals, he catches a glimpse of a local Indigenous man deep in the jungle. The man wears no shirt. He is powerfully built, with healthy brown skin and long, thick, glossy black hair that reaches the ground. It hides half his body, so Jose can't see below his waist. The man never speaks, only watches from a distance. The rainforest is hot and difficult to navigate. One day, Jose is injured and separated from his team. As he lies unconscious, the man finally emerges from behind the trees and slowly walks toward him... After that, Jose begins spending time with this "local," who no longer feels like a stranger. Jose shares his instant rations with him, lets him listen to music through his headphones, and brings him concentrated coffee. Later, Jose can even leave the team and explore the rainforest alone with him. The man takes Jose to every hidden cave nearby and every deep, secluded river. They touch each other's skin and grow familiar with each other's scent. But the team finds no trace of the new mineral, and plans to leave after the village's ritual tomorrow. The villagers worship a creature called ultimo. The guide says it means "god" in the Uro language. On the day they leave, the people taking part in the ritual kneel devoutly by the water. The suddenly raging current sweeps Jose's inflatable boat toward the center of the river. He looks down and sees that familiar face deep in the whirlpool. The being's true form is enormous, as though it has merged with the water. It reaches out and offers Jose a blue, crystalline mineral identical to its own body. It is the god's silent plea for him to stay. All things fall silent; my love is formless. Theme: Live with a clear conscience