Fanshuang City has been closed due to heavy snowfall, which has not stopped in March.
Twenty-three out of ten people died of cold and hunger, but a three-story building stood safely on the bank of the Yang River, with four vigorous characters hanging on the door - Yueluo Teahouse.
There are four people sitting in the building: a talkative waiter, a mute accountant, a smiling shopkeeper, and a building guard who makes people shiver at the sight of them. They usually sell tea and occasionally take on jobs - helping people solve "trouble" that the government cannot control and ordinary people dare not touch.
Until a white fox cub covered in blood stumbled open the door of the tea house and brought a willow leaf asking for help.
From then on, the tea house was no longer peaceful.
Some people raise man-eating monsters in the mountains, some people have been planning their resurrection for thousands of years in the dark, and some people have returned from ancient times to subvert the world.
Under the heavy snow, is it a grudge or a truth that has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years?
In the teahouse, Qingming was like a gourd with its mouth cut off, thinking about his sapphire calculation every day for ten years. The green willow tree is so tall that it likes to use its leaves to wait for him in the waiting room. Luochuan can speak a month's worth of Qingming words in one day, and he sincerely likes to be the waiter and talk nonsense with the guests.
The high priest of the Moon Palace who has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years and was awakened from his slumber; the prince who was confused about the meaning of his life and finally gave up all his loyalty in exchange for powerful power; and the little girl who sacrificed her life in order to survive...
Seeing these live treasures getting into trouble every day in the teahouse, Qian Yeyue often wondered if she woke up at the wrong time...
