In the last years of the Qi Dynasty, the sky cracked and the earth shook, and the spiritual world overlapped with the human world.
Xie Bian was born with excessive yin energy and could see things he shouldn't have seen. The only warmth he felt was the figure of his sister in front of the sickbed - she drank the bitter medicine in one gulp, then fed it to him with a piece of sugar: "Sister has tasted it for you, this medicine is sweet."
The night my sister disappeared, she left behind a purse and half of an unfinished painting.
Three years later, Xie Bian used his body as bait to join the Demon Suppression Division. He used blood to draw the ghost into his body, just to see his sister again in the vision of dying. Until that night, deep in the Yaowang Temple, he saw a familiar figure wrapped in tentacles of flesh and blood.
She turned back, half of her face was still the same as before, and the other half had three eyes open: "A'an... Hurry up... / Come, let my sister heal you..."
The blind painter Bai Luo held his hand and said, "Your sister's heart is engraved with your name."
When tender memories collide with bloody truth, when pure love becomes the only key that can wake her up - this time, it is him holding sugar in his mouth, walking towards the person who has experienced all the suffering for him.
"Sister, is the medicine bitter?"
"I'll feed you this time."
