The Beauty of the Netherworld Is the Most Beautiful and Charming Thing in the World.

Since I was a child, my parents have not allowed me to go out after dusk. They have not allowed me to touch books and images related to ghosts and gods. They have not allowed me to take off the sun-shaped jade around my neck (no one can touch it). I even avoid worshiping ancestors on Qingming Festival and New Year's Eve every July and a half. Once, I watched a ghost movie at my next-door neighbor's house, and my parents came to question me, even using force. To this day, the old feud between the two families remains unresolved, and the two families are in conflict. What a pair of treasures! I was confused and asked for the reason, but my parents always dodged and changed the subject. When pressed, they became anxious and punched and beat me whenever I disagreed. Privately, I was quite dissatisfied and secretly laughed at their pedantic and domineering attitude, but due to the power and violence, I could only obey their words. My parents thought that in their iron-walled ideological cage, under their all-pervasive and meticulous supervision, I could escape my fate and live a peaceful and ordinary life. I also thought that my life would be mediocre and dull. However, the invisible hand of fate quietly reached out to me, pushing me towards my destiny that was surrounded by dangers, strange things, and lingering obsessions. The story began thousands of years ago, and the fate that had been dormant for a long time came to life again in the midsummer of 2010...