Yaolinglong

[Possessing a body in an ancient romance setting + wild imagination + farming + supernatural + mystery + sweet and angsty + lighthearted humor] A cold wind howls. Red spider lilies spread from beneath the earth, and time and space around them grind to a halt. Ink-black hair whips in the wind. Bare feet gleam like jade. Golden bells ring softly, and a ghostly blue lantern, the Netherworld Lantern, hangs from one hand. She steps lightly across the flowers. With every chime of the golden bells, evil spirits retreat a little farther. “Your exalted deity is in a bad mood today. You lot, go end your own lives.”