Chapter 1, Calamity

I do not want to worry my family, nor do I wish to die. I love Jingqian, I love my grandmother and mother, I love my books and my computer, and I love the lively and free world I am currently in. Sometimes I even hate myself for knowing my fate, which keeps me in this awkward and lingering state of waiting for death. If I knew nothing, at least I would be happy in the present.

The howling snow waves surged in, enveloping the sky, and the edges brought along Lady Yun and Jing Qian, instantly submerging them.

A friend has passed away; there was an accident in the elevator, and he fell from the 24th floor

Jing Qian smiled and said, "Where is there any sound?"

Old Lady Yun and Jing Qian both fell silent

I was taken aback and blurted out, "Then how can I find my parents and family again?"

At this moment, he also heard a rumbling sound coming from the mountain top, and it was becoming increasingly clear and closer.

Grandmother pressed on: "Then, where will Xiyue be reborn?"

The Great Mage of Heavenly Repair said: "Fate is predetermined by heaven; how can human strength contend against it?"

My grandmother and mother conspired for many days, and together with Jingqian, took me on a long journey to the peak of the Shambhala Snow Mountain in Tibet. There resides an exceptionally skilled celestial master, said to be able to traverse a thousand years and comprehend life and death. My grandmother had met him once in her youth, knew of his supernatural powers, and decided to seek his blessings and assistance.

Will you miss us

In the eyes of Lady Yun and Jing Qian, tears began to shimmer.

This year I am twenty-four years old, which is precisely the limit set for me by my grandmother and mother.

Jing Qian finally emerged and called out: "Aunt, your hand is holding mine!"

The avalanche that roared in came and went, covering the roads, innocent as if nothing had ever happened, leaving only a pristine expanse of white, seemingly untouched since time immemorial, pure and elegant.

I try my best to avoid contact with those supernatural entities, yet I am particularly sensitive to them. A chilling aura often lingers around me, leaving me at a loss. Those entities are malevolent spirits eager to find a substitute to facilitate their reincarnation, and they often target individuals with weak destinies and short lives. To them, I am clearly a delectable morsel within reach.

My boyfriend Jingqian is currently very nervous, watching over me every day, hardly daring to leave my side. Since our university days, we have been in a relationship for three years. I cannot count how many times we have nestled against each other, wandering under the flowers and the moon, wishing for this life and the next to grow old together and never part. For ordinary lovers, this may be a happiness within reach, yet I can only wait anxiously and helplessly for the fate that is destined for me

Jing Qian anxiously said: "So, are you saying that my Xi Yue cannot escape this great calamity and must first die once?"

However, as I grow older, the lingering chill becomes increasingly bone-chilling, and the frequency and duration of its presence are on the rise. I can even see the faint figure within the chill closely following me, as if it were my shadow.

The great mage Tianxiu flicked his black sleeves, revealing a hint of weariness.

Old Lady Yun stood a little farther away, only being pushed back a few steps by the shockwave, watching the terrifying snow wave sweep away, murmuring: "Heavens! Heavens!"

Madam Yun suddenly shouted: "It is an avalanche! Xiyue! Xiyue!"

Ancient jade, where will you take the stream moon?

Later, this commercial center became a typical example of shoddy construction in the city

Subsequently, similar situations arose for the third and fourth time, and I narrowly escaped death each time, leaving me uncertain whether I was fortunate or unfortunate.

In fact, it may be due to the reminder of that ancient jade that I have escaped several major calamities.

Xi Yue, when will we be able to see you again

Jing Qian watched as the exhausted Xi Yue fell asleep. Not wanting to disturb her, he set up a campfire a little distance away with the two elders, warming the dry rations and water, planning to take them to Xi Yue once they were heated.

As soon as I stepped out of the crystal-like glass door, I heard a rumbling sound, with cement dust swirling chaotically, followed by a tremendous cracking noise. By the time I reached a safe area, that beautiful ten-story building had collapsed with a thunderous crash, and many souls, whether new or old, were swirling above the ruins. Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were drifting aimlessly in the air

Old Lady Yun took a long time to say: "Ancient jade will bring the stream moon to a very happy place"

My grandmother and mother gave me a piece of ancestral jade, which is said to ward off evil and make those malevolent spirits think twice, preventing them from harming me. The jade is pale and worn, lacking luster, and its age is indiscernible, adorned with ancient dragon-like carvings. The dragon, resembling a dragon but without horns, has a curled tail and a bent body, and began to appear on various artifacts during the Spring and Autumn period. Observing its form, it has a relatively narrow mouth, fine eyes, a slightly plump body, and a somewhat slender rear, indicating that it has undergone slight changes since the Spring and Autumn period, suggesting it is an artifact from after the Tang dynasty and before the Song dynasty. I have worn this jade pendant around my neck since I was eight years old; perhaps it truly can protect me. Up until I turned twenty, despite being constantly entangled with various unusual entities, I have never encountered any accidents.

He struggled and climbed again, escaping from danger, and together with Old Lady Yun, pulled out Madam Yun.

Once, I was in a brand new commercial center. As I was shopping amidst the crowd, I suddenly felt that something was amiss. When I looked up, I saw shadows everywhere, thin and misty, even more numerous than the shoppers themselves. A chill immediately ran down my spine, and I rushed out of the commercial center.

Both Old Lady Yun and Madam Yun felt a chill run down their spines, as their instincts clearly informed them that within that voice lay a distinct breath of death, even mingled with the ecstatic cries of lonely souls. It was the restless spirit of a traveler who had perished in an accident on the snow-capped mountains, now excited at the prospect of finding a substitute.

For the second time, my friend and I went to the observation deck on the twenty-fourth floor. When we were taking the elevator down, there were many people inside. I asked my friend to get off first, intending to enjoy the scenery a little longer and take the next elevator down. My friend mumbled, "Aren't you going to get off now while there are fewer people?" and then closed the elevator door.

Lady Yun fell to the ground, shaking off the accumulated snow from her garments. She steadied herself, gazing at the pristine white snow before her, and asked: "Where is Xiyue? Where is Xiyue?"

The Celestial Repair Master held an ancient jade, closed his eyes, and chanted softly for a moment. The dim jade gradually emitted a clear light akin to moonlight. As I gazed at that bright glow, my mind became hazy, and the scenery before me seemed to blur. Just as I was lost in this daze, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my middle finger; my finger had been grasped by the Celestial Repair Master, who gently pricked it with a needle. A drop of fresh blood fell onto the ancient jade, and the pale jade was instantly tinged with a hint of red, exuding a certain allure, as if it would never fade away.

I was momentarily stunned, suddenly recalling the people in the elevator just now, as if my feet were floating

Although it was already evening, Master Tianxiu had no intention of offering us accommodation, so we had no choice but to hurriedly descend the mountain

Grandmother hurriedly said: "This jade is a relic left by our ancestors, which has always been able to ward off evil and suppress demons. Unfortunately, it seems that it cannot save Yue'er now." She took off the jade and respectfully handed it to Master Tianxiu.

I rushed madly towards the elevator door, but it was already too late. Inside, there was the sound of metal colliding and then the brittle sound of something falling.

She wanted to rush towards the tent, but Jing Qian grabbed her and said: "Hurry! Get out of the way!"

The Great Mage Tianxiu said with a wry smile: "I do not know either. However, when the time comes, you can come to Shambhala again to give it a try. This temple has existed since the Tang Dynasty and has been passed down through generations. The abbots of each era have all been highly accomplished great mages."

My grandmother, Lady Yun, and my mother, Madam Yun, both practiced spiritual arts; in other words, they are modern-day yin-yang masters. However, I am not. Both my grandmother and mother do not want me to come into contact with any unclean things, as such unclean things would be a fatal blow to me—these unclean things are what my grandmother and mother have dealt with their entire lives, namely souls, wandering and unanchored souls that do not belong to this world, commonly referred to as ghosts. Both my grandmother and mother do not want me to come into contact with any unclean things, as such unclean things would be a fatal blow to me—these unclean things are what my grandmother and mother have dealt with their entire lives, namely souls, wandering and unanchored souls that do not belong to this world, commonly referred to as ghosts.

Mother often sighed: "Your fate is destined, you will not live past twenty-four years, how can I save you, Xiyue?"

After walking three or four miles on the vast snowy mountain, the four of us were exhausted. Jing Qian set up the tent in a sheltered spot, and I crawled inside, feeling a heaviness in my head and lightness in my feet. I was unsure if it was due to a part of my soul being drawn into the ancient jade, but I was extremely fatigued and fell into a deep sleep.

Then, as if driven mad, he began to shovel the snow with his hands, and the snow in that spot was stirring

The Great Mage Tianxiu returned the jade to me and said: "This jade has circulated in the world for thousands of years, possessing profound spiritual power. I have transferred a thread of the young lady's soul into it, making it one of the essence of the jade. From now on, this jade will be inseparably linked to the young lady's life and death. If anything happens to the young lady, this jade will surely protect her soul. With the spiritual power of this jade, it may even provide the young lady with a chance of rebirth"

The Great Mage Tianxiu smiled and said: "That depends on where the ancient jade takes her. Perhaps to the ends of the earth, perhaps just a short distance away, perhaps to today, perhaps to hundreds of years ago, perhaps to hundreds of years in the future"

Are you well

Within the black robe, a celestial mage with deep blue eyes fixed his gaze upon me, his eyes flickering for quite some time, before settling on the piece of ancient jade with dragon patterns, exclaiming "Oh".

Grandmother was busy seeing us off

At this moment, Old Lady Yun suddenly asked, "What sound is that?"

The place where the stream moon once slept, connected to the tent, has completely vanished, as if it had never existed at all

I have known since childhood that my fate is weak according to my Ba Zi.