[Folk Customs + Infinite Flow + Suspense with a Touch of Horror]
Have you ever heard of the Yin Road?
At midnight, take your key to a crossroads and walk backward nine hundred and ninety-nine steps toward the west. Turn around, and you'll see the entrance to the Yin Road.
The Yin Road lies between the worlds of the living and the dead. It's perilous, but for many people, it's their last sliver of hope for survival.
To search for her master, who disappeared on the Yin Road, the Taoist priest Xia Chan entered the fabled road alongside a young spirit-walker.
Who pulls the toy car given by the ghost mother in the middle of the night?
Whose skull is embedded in the skeletal jade horsetail whisk?
What kind of abyss will the ring that guides the bride lead her into?
Why does the clay jar said to house an immortal bring nothing but misfortune?
As each mystery is solved, she gradually discovers that the truth seems closely connected to her origins, and that all of this is just bait meant to lure her into a dead end.
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The Yin Family Coffin Shop at the end of a narrow street receives a late-night visitor. Its exceptionally beautiful young owner invites her inside and listens to her story over a cup of tea.
"Xia Chan. What a lovely name."
At this time of year, cicadas are at the peak of their vitality.
Not long afterward, the same man crouches before Xia Chan like a child, staring at the jade cicada she has carried for years, unwillingness churning in his eyes.
They say that a summer cicada knows nothing of spring or autumn, and that cicadas never live to see fall.
But he refuses to believe in fate. He wants this cicada, struggling at the border between life and death, to see the sunshine of next summer.
"A spirit-walker can save countless lives. I'm not that noble. I only want to keep the person in front of me."
Note:
1. This novel shares a setting with Banquet, but can be read on its own. The time period is highly fictionalized, and nothing from reality is taken into consideration except ghosts and monsters.
2. The setting is fictional, so there may be plot holes. I'll do my best to tie them up, but the author's not very smart, so the characters won't be geniuses either. I can't promise I'll tie up every loose end.
3. The story is a slow burn, not a power fantasy. The male lead is very weak physically at first and won't become particularly strong later. The heroine isn't some world-destroying powerhouse either. They're just two pitiful people struggling to survive. The author's terrible at writing blurbs and loves foreshadowing and twists. Overall, this is the story of the heroine growing up and searching for herself.
Theme: Love is the foundation of the soul
Pre-receipt with tape [Chinese Cthulhu + unlimited streaming, including horror elements and fictional folklore, the heroine with a stable sin value × the hero with a broken sin value] When you fall from a height in a dream, you find yourself rolling to the ground when you wake up, with pain in your back. Do you suddenly wonder whether you fall out of bed first in a dream or in reality? A sudden storm, an ancient and closed island, thousands of tourists trapped on the island, and he is the only policeman. Zhong Ming feels that this may be the biggest hurdle in his career. Until tourists passed away in their dreams one after another, the indigenous people used the blood of fallen seagulls to draw strange symbols on their foreheads, and the mountains shouted to welcome the coming of God again. She escaped from the blurry but real dream, spent the night with her eyes open, and finally realized that the truth of everything was far more horrifying than she imagined. In the wet and dry, cold and stuffy cave, Zhong Ming met a man. When they first met, he was huddled in the corner, like a puppy abandoned by everyone, but when she approached, he turned around warily, revealing an indifferent face. He has the appearance of a young man and a voice like a twilight: "What you have entered is not a dream, but another world." "What kind of world?" The young man lowered his eyes and looked at her, like an ancient god without mercy in his heart. "Minecraft." It was at this moment that Zhong Ming decided to enter his world.
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Isn't it tonight? [Afraid] I thought the update frequency was weekly for the last few times 😭
? I haven't read it for so long that I have forgotten the previous content! Come on, madam, update!! Very well written
"A box of books is not easy to move" is a big bug for the author~ Stack? Or did I buy the wrong box later?
Repeat After drinking the medicine, he lay back in the wheelchair and did not move for a long time. Arrive My master suspects that there are people from the Clarification Sect within the association, and we cannot trust them. Taoist priest Chen Zhuo was in high spirits and lectured on the Clarification Sect twice 😏