Before the age of sixteen, Lin Xiaochuan was a little transparent boy squatting under the locust tree in the orphanage and counting ants; after the age of sixteen, he became the most favored junior brother of Maoshan Qingyun Temple - ten senior sisters, including a wealthy man who wore Hanfu and sold charms, a cold Taoist nun who raised a black cat, and a energetic girl who chased ferrets. Even the most serious senior sister would secretly stuff osmanthus candy into his pocket.
Until the ghost fire exploded in the back mountain that night, and the Taichu pendant in his arms glowed with golden light, easily crushing the resentful ghost that had been entangled in Maoshan for three years; until the female ghost in red at the B&B called him "Xiaochuan" before dissipating, revealing an eyebrow similar to the jade pendant - it turned out that the memory of him being bloodbathed when he was three years old concealed the shocking conspiracy of the Blood Evil Sect; it turned out that the senior sisters who always called him "little waste" had already sewn the talisman paper to protect him into the collar of each of his robes.
The charcoal basin in the bamboo house is always crackling, but the mountain wind brings the fishy smell of the Blood Evil Sect.
This time, the little Taoist priest who was favored by the group raised the Taichu Pendant: "Senior sisters have protected me since I grew up. It's time for me to protect them."
