The Taoist's Mysterious Handbook

I was born blind, and my parents abandoned me at birth, but that never stopped me from living my life.

My adoptive father was a Daoist. He helped me borrow a pair of eyes, though certainly not from another person. In return, I had to keep a memorial tablet for the spirit in our home and burn three sticks of incense before it every day. He wanted me to live like an ordinary person, but things didn’t go as planned. My life ended up taking a completely different turn…