Strange Tales: Starting from a Freshwater Clam to Become an Immortal

[Strange Tales of Liaozhai] · From a River Snail to Dao Attainment and Immortality

The West Lake water was cold, and the mud and sand buried the bones.

When she opened her eyes, a modern soul had become a river snail trapped deep at the bottom of West Lake.

No system, no cheat, only two cold shells and a companion pearl.

Since she could not go back, then in this mud-and-sand depths she would cultivate an immortal life.

Eat algae, filter mud and sand, and at midnight slowly open the shell to quietly absorb a wisp of cold moonlight;

Avoid fishing nets, conceal spiritual opportunity, live beside an old tortoise of a hundred years, and leisurely watch the cold and warmth of the lakeshore through the seasons;

She cultivated the most minor illusion arts, yet with modern thinking she evolved "cognitive interference" and deceived heaven and earth;

She accumulated the rarest merit, rescuing mortals who fell into the water and ferrying lost souls, with heaven and earth keeping accounts with not the slightest error.

As the seas changed into mulberry fields, human dynasties rose and fell several times, and the evening drums and morning bells of Lingyin Temple rang and then fell silent.

Only that river snail beneath the mud and sand quietly listened to the passing years.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred years in the human world had passed.

On this night, violent winds rose, and nine violet-gold heavenly thunders tore open West Lake!

Where the shell opened, golden light filled the sky, and a graceful figure in a moon-white long dress stepped barefoot onto the water.

"My name is Yuezhu. I come from the bottom of West Lake and go toward the road of longevity."