Thousands of years of holding hands together, just for the sake of not returning home.
A demon cultivator cut out bones and turned them into lamps, crushing a hundred thousand sky thunders, just to catch a waning moon drowned in the heaven.
Looking at the lover who had made love with him, the blood splashed between his eyebrows when he fell into the devil became a curse that burned through reincarnation.
For thousands of years, there was always an immortal lingering at Huangquan Ferry—
He caressed the sword mark under the broken string of the brothel violinist, and pieced together the remnant soul of his old friend among the bones of the battlefield. Until he met a young practitioner who looked like him. The faded red string around his wrist was wrapped with the most taboo secret in heaven:
It turns out that the so-called never meeting each other is to carve lovesickness into fate, so that all people's life books are filled with faded dust.
"Gu Buwen, you have rescued all the dead souls in the world, why don't you want to rescue me?"
On the day when the blood moon returns, one hundred thousand soul-inducing lamps rise from the River Styx.
When the fallen flowers bloom again on the branches, the practitioner finally remembers——
The obsession that has trapped him for thousands of years is the immortal who has been waiting under the tree for thousands of years and never returned.
(This book contains a high-abuse warning: a two-way reincarnation trap/a thousand-year entanglement/only waiting for you to never return)
Intention: Infatuated people please love