Fang Yiling, the last descendant of the lock-picking family, can unlock thousands of locks in the world with his left hand, but his right hand cannot even lock his own life.
When she was eighteen years old, she took on a business at a funeral parlor - opening locks for dead people. As a result, the keyhole bleeds, the password is her birthday, and the corpse crawling out of the coffin calls her bride.
Gu Suichao, the ghost king who has lived for a thousand years, controls the boundary between reality and weirdness. He pinched her chin with his pale fingers and smiled dangerously and charmingly: "Miss Fang, you should repay the debt owed by your father."
Later, the door of the abyss opened, and Gu Suichao was penetrated through the heart by the chain of heaven. Fang Yiling burned his blood and locked him into eternal life with his body.
When she was about to die, she heard the system prompt: [Congratulations to the host for completing the ultimate mission of "Lock the Gods"]
When she opened her eyes again, she went back to ten years ago. At the door of the antique store, Ye Wushang, who looked like a college student, held his resume, his eyes clear behind his lenses: "Are you recruiting apprentices?"
And the bronze compass in her backpack was pointing crazily towards his heart.
——The most poisonous lock in the world is falling in love with your own creation.
Money-mad and cunning locksmith × Elegant and crazy criticism of the ghost king
Intention: Even the strongest lock cannot trap the freest heart
