The city was full of towering buildings, and demons had vanished. Jiang Buwan had studied exorcism since childhood, but those skills seemed utterly useless.
She never expected that, after a fated brush with death and the mortal world plunging into darkness, Heaven would give her a chance to enter a world of ghosts and mysteries.
She transmigrated back a hundred years and became the eldest daughter of the Poyuan Gang.
In public, she was a refined young lady and the respectable wife of the Zheng family's eldest son. In private, she was a decisive, ruthless exorcist.
Jiang Buwan witnessed the rise and fall of Jin City a century earlier and came to understand how unpredictable the cycles of life could be, and how fleeting wealth and glory were.
Even he, with a heart as unyielding as stone, would hide in the shadows behind a door and quietly tell her, “All my life, I've wanted to be an upright man who helps the world. But then you suddenly appeared, and I developed selfish desires I shouldn't have.”
*
Just as the Zheng family's new factory had finally turned a profit, the country descended into chaos.
In the first year of the turmoil, flames consumed the city. Twenty-one buildings belonging to the Zheng family, including the Mijin Construction Factory and Jin City University, were reduced to ashes. Zheng Junli's ten years of hard work went up in smoke.
On that snowy day, people drank tea in the hall. An old friend raised a gun to his forehead, but Zheng could only offer a bitter smile and joke, “The thing I'm most grateful for in this life is that I was blessed with a handsome face. In everyone else's eyes, I'm the black sheep of the Zheng family, all my posturing for nothing, someone they can't avoid quickly enough. Only she admired my looks and refused to give up.”
“Zheng Junli, I love more than just your looks. You are proper and respectful, devoted to your family and your country, and you never bow to corrupt people in high places. I just don't understand. There are so many roads in this world. Why shouldn't you have one more path to a future?”
At the time, her clothes were stained with blood, and she stood amid the swirling snow.
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