The fortune teller said that the calamity will be severe, and fate will be like morning dew, which will dry up at sunrise.
Sure enough, in the ninth year of Ning Zhen's reign, Shen Jie died in a famine. He was only fifteen years old at that time.
Unexpectedly, he arrived in the underworld, and by some strange combination of circumstances, he was taken back by Yan Jun.
The man's black clothes were like night. He tapped his ink pen and circled his name on the book of life and death: "Stay with me. I... Wish you eternal life."
Since then, Shen Jie has become the most special existence in the Yama Palace. He doesn't get drunk when he drinks the water from the Forgotten River, he doesn't get hurt when he touches his karma, and even the seductive ropes shun him.
The ghosts whispered that he was the "manzhushahua" poured out by Lord Yama with a hundred thousand souls.
After taking the tea from the kid and listening to the "rumors from the underworld" about him, Shen Jie innocently curled his lips:
"Really?"
Yama, who is in charge of the underworld × the misfortune of misfortune
Intention: pure love
