Comedy
Bury Me with His Love
I am a Jiangshi.
My bones have hung on an ancient tree in the wilderness for over two hundred years, absorbing all the Moon Yin Energy.
The Night Patrolling Deity said that if I endured until the thirteenth day of the fifth month in the Ji-Mao year, my Cultivation would reach Indestructible Bone, and I could become a Spirit Monster, free from the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation.
I was quite pleased with myself, already pondering which spot in the mountains I should choose for a Cave Abode to become the Deer Cottage Immortal.
But then, a Flower Picking Scholar returning home for a funeral passed through the wilderness and ordered my bones to be taken down from the tree and buried in a pit.
He buried me…
Buried me…
Damn him, he’s dead for sure!