When I was seven years old, everyone in the village said that the crazy old man who taught me to recite the mantra was dead.
No one knows that on that thunderstorm night, the spell he drew on my palm was as hot as a soldering iron.
No one even knew that when I was about to die from a high fever, my soul left my body and I met him in the Senluo Underworld——
Chen Laodao, the crazy beggar in Qingshiao, suddenly turned into a seductive sinister!
