O Destino Celestial Roubado
Desde antes de nascer, já estava sendo alvo de manipulações; possuo as cinco impurezas, sou naturalmente propenso a atrair espíritos malignos, e especialistas disseram que eu não viveria além dos sete anos. Após a morte, seria criado como um pequeno fantasma de sangue para prejudicar os outros. Para me salvar, minha avó me arranjou um casamento com uma noiva de infância, permitindo que eu tivesse uma vida tranquila, embora mais tarde tenha descoberto que minha esposa não era humana... Desde pequeno, sempre vivi de forma precária, acostumado a aceitar meu destino, exceto quanto à morte de minha avó, que foi causada por outros. Por isso, ignorei as consequências e assumi a profissão de minha avó, criando espíritos, prometendo enviar todos aqueles que a mataram diretamente para o inferno.
O Destino Celestial Roubado
1989—that was a year of unstable blazing sun. On the way to the hospital, my mother got lost and gave birth to me in a graveyard late at night.
They say those born with a wretched fate start life as lowly as dogs, but later will rise to become dragons or tigers.
Yet, after I was born, I inexplicably fell ill time and again. Even the big hospitals couldn’t do much for me; I accumulated so many critical illness notices that I could fold them into a notebook.
To keep me alive, my mother sought out many people, trying all sorts of folk remedies and cures. Finally, she found a fortune teller who claimed to have some skill.
The fortune teller said that my fate was sealed before birth: born in an unlucky year, month, hour, and place, delivered by a ghost, steeped in dark energy, attracting malevolent spirits. He called it a "dark ghost corpse fate," which was incurable. No matter what was tried, I would not live past seven years old. After death, I would become a “blood-clothed little ghost,” summoned by those with ill intentions to cause harm.
My mother was stunned and terrified at the thought that after I died, I would become a ghost to harm others. She begged the fortune teller to save me. He had pity at first, but after calculating again, he immediately packed up and fled.
My mother cried herself unconscious many times before recalling my grandmother, who was known for exorcism and healing.
Grandmother was a famed shaman. During the Cultural Revolution, when all supernatural beliefs were purged, she had fled deep into the
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