Northern Horses Are Not Fragrant

"Southern Mao and Northern Ma" has the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan to the north, and the Tiandao sect of the Zombie Dao Changmao Xiaofang to the south. And my grandma, Mrs. Ma, did smash the centenary hall entrance with her own hands, leaving a blood curse of "Never hold the fragrance" on my palm. Ten years later, I became a criminal police officer, but the strange serial case of blood symbols dragged me back to the world I abandoned. Each deceased person's back was branded with the same blood talisman as grandma's. During the investigation, I met Mao Xiaofang, a Taoist priest from Maoshan from the south. We joined forces to chase the murderer, but in the suspect's home pointed by the evidence, we found the Ma family's unique incense candle cinnabar. What made me feel like I was falling into an ice cave was that my most trusted captain said those words behind me that turned everything upside down: "Your grandma has lied to everyone. The real leader of the Ma family has never been beaten." For the sake of the truth, I had to violate the blood curse and reconnect with the power that was sealed by me. Mao Xiaofang and I, a descendant of Northern Mao and an orthodox of Southern Mao, two strangers with very different ideas, were forced to walk side by side into the depths of the fog. What awaits us ahead is not only the real culprit of the serial murders, but also the centuries-old shocking secret about the Ma family's secret hall that grandma spent her life covering up.