The Soul of a Stroke of Painting Meets in the Ghostly World

In the first life, I was lying in my dormitory in the middle of the night watching a cat come to me, and finally transformed into a very beautiful man, and my heart always jumped. Later, the unscrupulous master gave me a jasper pen and I had no choice but to start my escape journey. In the second life, I became Qiao Ningmo in a trance. I didn't live for more than half a month, and I saw a heroic sacrifice. At least my body was left, and I still had a chance to live. Fortunately, thanks to the protection of the magic pen, my soul did not dissipate. But before I died, I was thinking about why I was so unlucky. In my third life, I worshiped a serious master and learned serious Taoism. I thought that my three reincarnations were a blessing. I only hope to complete the great road and get the magic pen to travel through the earth and heaven. However, when I was born in the second life, I left a small seed. Can this magic pen draw people and souls to understand our hearts? After four reincarnations, I still fall in love with you. Did you really love me?