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A flower from the other side, blooming on the road to the underworld, should not be tainted by human affairs and emotions. But she is just a restless flower from the other side, begging a mortal passing by Huangquan Road to take her to the human world...

The story of love is like the change of twelve months, due to the changes of the four seasons...

A thief is a thief. He takes property that does not belong to him and takes it for himself without being noticed. Liang Yuhui looked out from the small window of the cabin. The clouds were extremely dense, and it was a completely different scene from what he saw above southern Guangdong. Liang Yuhui thought about it, and after finishing this job, Jinpen washed his hands. Although he was just a little thief, he had access to no more than five ancient tombs in total, and he didn't make any big fortune. Everything described in the book is all lies, including the tombs, rice dumplings... They are all lies. But the fear in my heart is real. After all, the person lying there has one more experience than myself, which is death. So what does death bring? The one lying there who knows better than himself is the scariest thing.