Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

Luo Chuan accepted a mission.

On the edge of Nanzhen, there is an old house that has been forgotten for more than 30 years. Locals call it the haunted house.

Legend has it that anyone who steps into that house will inexplicably fall ill upon returning, as if they have been invaded by some evil force.

Luo Chuan walked along the desolate path toward the haunted house, the surrounding trees with their intertwined branches and leaves, as if concealing some unspeakable secret.

The haunted house's door was tightly shut, the iron lock rusted and exuding an old and decaying aura.

Luo Chuan took a deep breath, reached out and pushed open the heavy door. The hinges creaked loudly, like a warning from a haunted house.

The room was dark and gloomy, with dust swirling in the dim light.

He cautiously entered the living room, where old and worn furniture was scattered about, and the wallpaper on the walls was peeling off, revealing the mottled surface of the walls.

Luo Chuan cautiously observed the movements around him.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, and he couldn't help but shiver.

His gaze fell on an old photo frame in the corner. The photo inside was blurry, but he could still make out the figure of a woman.

In a room upstairs, he found a tattered diary.

The diary pages were yellowed and the handwriting was somewhat blurred, but Luo Chuan could still barely make out the contents.

It turns out that a couple once lived in this haunted house.

The man's name was Shi Tingzhi, and the woman's name was An Xin. They loved each other deeply, but Shi Tingzhi's family opposed their being together and forcibly separated them.

After Shi Tingzhi passed away, An Xin was heartbroken and eventually committed suicide in this house.

From then on, the house was cursed. Anyone who stepped into it would be affected by the resentment, suffering from illness or even death.

"come out!"

In the darkness, a shadowy figure slowly emerged—it was An Xin. Her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with sorrow and obsession.

"Why do you suffer here?" Luo Chuan asked softly.

Anxin said sadly, "Shi Tingzhi is gone. This world has no meaning for me anymore. I am left with nothing but resentment."

Luo Chuan sighed, "Being too attached will only trap you in this painful cycle. His departure is certainly sad, but life and death are impermanent, and you shouldn't torture yourself like this."

Anxin, with tears streaming down her face, said, "I can't let go. My heart is filled with a mix of love and hate, and I can't find a way out."

Luo Chuan stepped forward, formed a hand seal, and chanted incantations. A soft light emanated from his palms.

"I wish to help you let go of your resentment and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Struggle peacefully in the light.

"I don't want to leave. He has already been reincarnated, and I don't want to forget him."

Luo Chuan advised, "Forgetting is also a new beginning; perhaps there will be new and wonderful things in the next life."

Having said that, Luo Chuan increased his magical power, and a radiant light enveloped An Xin's entire body.

Anxin gradually calmed down, her resentment slowly dissipated, and her figure became illusory.

"If there is an afterlife..."

Luo Chuan said, "The next life will definitely be different."

In the end, with Luo Chuan's help to guide her soul, An Xin slowly entered the cycle of reincarnation, and the curse on the house was lifted.

Luo Chuan gazed in the direction An Xin had left and murmured to himself.

May you be joyful and healthy in your next life.

……

With a heart full of sorrow and melancholy, An Xin walked unsteadily toward the underworld.

Along the way, scenes of her past with Shi Tingzhi flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

All those past joys and sweetness have now turned into piercing blades, tearing at her soul again and again.

Upon entering the registration office of the underworld, Anxin, like a puppet who had lost her mind, mechanically raised her eyes.

In an instant, her gaze froze; the person before her was none other than Shi Tingzhi!

He stood there quietly, his eyes filled with endless longing, joy, and a hint of imperceptible loneliness.

Time seemed to flow backward at this moment, and the long years of thirty years collapsed in an instant.

Shi Tingzhi felt a mix of emotions. He looked at An Xin, a thousand words stuck in his throat.

Since his passing and arrival in the underworld, the eerie solitude of this place has never shaken him, for he is filled with an intense longing for it.

On July 14th, he finally returned to the human world to visit Anxin, only to be shocked to hear the devastating news that she had passed away.

He searched frantically throughout the underworld, but could not find a peaceful soul in any corner.

The endless darkness and despair almost swallowed him up, but he was unwilling to accept it. How could he be willing to be separated from her in the realms of Yin and Yang?

So he stubbornly stood guard by the Bridge of Helplessness, eagerly waiting every day, through cold winters and hot summers, rain or shine.

The days in the underworld were monotonous and long, and he suffered greatly while waiting, but his longing never diminished.

His infatuation and persistence burned like a blazing flame in the cold world of the underworld.

Seeing his deep affection, Yama took pity on him and granted him a position in the register of ghosts, so that he would have a place to stay in the underworld and not completely sink into despair in endless waiting.

At this moment, their eyes met, and thirty years of separation and longing transformed into invisible threads in this silent gaze, tightly binding their hearts together.

Shi Tingzhi's eyes instantly reddened, and his voice trembled with barely suppressed excitement.

"My dear, I've finally waited for you."

Anxin's lips trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"I thought I would never see you again, but why are you waiting? This underworld is lonely and cold, why are you doing this?"

Shi Tingzhi took a step forward and reached out to touch her, but then hesitated for a moment, fearing it was just an illusion. His hand paused in mid-air before gently landing on her shoulder.

"Without you, nothing in this world has any meaning to me. Even the endless darkness of the underworld, I am willing to guard it, just so that I can meet you again."

Anxin burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I thought I could be with you when I died, but I couldn't find the way to the underworld. Later, I became so afraid. I was afraid of forgetting you."

Shi Tingzhi gently embraced her, comforting her with the same tenderness he had shown when they were in the human world.

"Don't be afraid, I will never leave you again. Now, we will never be apart again."

Anxin nodded, sobbing in his arms, "Okay, we'll never be apart again."

Shi Tingzhi gently wiped away An Xin's tears, his eyes filled with tenderness.

When Shi Tingzhi asked for leave, Yama, moved by their sincere love, granted them permission to stay together in the underworld instead of being reincarnated immediately.

They first found a quiet corner in the underworld, where they poured out their hearts to each other, recounting their experiences and torments over the past thirty years.

“The King of Hell granted me this registration post, allowing me to guard this entrance. I knew then that one day you would appear before me.”

"I couldn't find the way to the underworld, and I was stuck in the same place. A mystic master brought me here."

She was glad she hadn't harmed anyone.

Her resentment has only a minor impact on ordinary people who step into her territory, but it can be fatal to those who are evil.

The man found her, but she didn't want to leave, so he put this talisman on her.

……

Shi Tingzhi, with Anxin by his side, familiarized himself with everything in the underworld, from the Bridge of Helplessness where he waited every day to the registration office where he worked, every place was imprinted with his deep affection for her.

They lived a simple yet happy life in the underworld, with Shi Tingzhi continuing to fulfill his duty of registering ghosts, and Anxin assisting him.

In their spare time, the two would stroll among the spider lilies in the underworld, reminiscing about their time together in the human world.

Although they are in the underworld, devoid of the hustle and bustle of the human world, they have love in their hearts, their souls are intertwined, and they are no longer troubled by life, death, and separation.

I only hope that in the future, we may have the opportunity to be reincarnated together, continue our past life's bond, and embark on a brand new, hopeful journey in this mortal world.

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