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The morning after the first waking day of Shen Wei’s second life, he gets up to find his old face in the mirror.

Shen Wei was so preoccupied with collecting all the pieces of Zhao Yunlan he was allowed that he almost did not notice what they added up to.

“A deal,” the Judiciar told him, showing him a contract signed in Zhao Yunlan’s own hand. For a chance to meet that one person again and live a happy life with them, Zhao Yunlan would work as an Underworld detective, chasing malevolent spirits for five hundred years. It didn’t sound that bad, truly - it was that kind of an afterlife that he would decidedly like, yet Yunlan had no memory of ever signing this contract.
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Fill for 'Forgotten' prompt for Guardian Bingo

“Where’re you goin’,” mumbles the lump on the bed.

As if handling glass when it was anything but delicate, Zhao Yunlan cradled it in both hands removing from the cardboard box and bubble wrap. It was lighter than expected not that he could pin point why he thought it would be heavy in the first place. But those thoughts were fleeting, difficult to hold onto in the face of the sheer panic twisting it's way through his stomach at what it could mean. He stared almost entranced and unable to look away from the empty eye holes of the mask in his hands.
The familiar, ornate, black and silver mask.
If the mask was here, then where was Hei Pao Shi?

Zhao Yunlan didn't know where that promise came from, but he knew that someone should love him as much as he had loved the person, to have a promise with him to fulfill in another life. Thus, he pushed his feelings for Shen Wei away from himself, he certainly shouldn't think of his sworn brother that way, he was surely just in pain for a love he didn't know where to find.
A love that Shen Wei himself, years later, helped him look for, but they had found nothing.
And so, disconsolately, he preferred to be left alone about getting married, he preferred to just continue working for the Guardian Order and live a life that Shen Wei would always be a part of, even if he could never be his. If that had been the case, he wouldn't have had to worry, at that moment, about whether his children would be all right now that their mother had passed away.
He needed some more wine.
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A Ghost King and his God millennia apart

Lin Jing was not a heart-broken man in need of some consolation.

He was an annoying student trying to write an academic paper about magic and Chu Shuzhi wanted him out. It wasn't even that he didn't like the kid, though he was the annoying know-it-all type that believed drinking four cans of energy drinks made him a genius. No, it was because Shuzhi had no idea what the protocol regarding showing magic to the living who were not here to have their wishes granted was.

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Fill for 'Lin Jing' Guardian Bingo

“Just dump him,” Chu Shuzhi said, not hiding his irritation.
The woman in front of him promptly choked on her drink, her eyes impossibly wide and disbelieving.
Behind the counter, Zhao Yunlan laughed in delight.
This was not going well.

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Fill for 'Chu Shuzhi' prompt in Guardian Bingo

“No longer a chief, just a consultant, your Lordship. You could even risk using my given name, I certainly wouldn’t mind.” Zhu Hong fought off the shiver of... she wasn’t even sure why this interaction made her uncomfortable. It was clear that the Ghostslayer was not going to punish Zhao Yunlan for his disrespectful conduct, and it wasn’t like he was being very embarrassing, but it was... unpleasant to watch nonetheless.

“I wouldn’t dare to presume such familiarity,” the Ghostslayer replied.

Before Zhao Yunlan could add something more and even more atrocious at that, Zhu Hong decided to intervene.

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"Flirting" fill for the Guardian Bingo

Zhao Yunlan learned at a young age that people would see what they expected from him. He decided to use it to his advantage.

It starts slowly, without Zhao Yunlan noticing.

Zhao Yunlan gets his hun soul-fires taken from him during his first meeting with Gui Mian. Now he and Shen Wei and the entire SIU have to determine how this could happen, how it can be reversed, and what Gui Mian's plan is for those soul-fires before Zhao Yunlan loses his memory of what it meant to be human.

Such a twisted chronicle of lies and deception probably shouldn't be forgiven after a single bath together, but Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei don't exactly have a conventional relationship to start with.

(or, a direct continuation of the first novel extra)

In the end, they were both alive, they bought a house, got married, had a cat, and lived a happy life together until death...do their part.

The Black Cloaked Envoy hurts Yunlan's wrist by accident.

Shen Wei stands under the dim glow of the lanterns and waits, as he has done every time since Hell was new and the road underneath him a trodden trail in yellow dirt.