Don't Take Off Your Vest! Your Metaphysics Ancestor Has Gone Down the Mountain

Jiang Lin has been cultivating in Qingxuan Mountain for fifteen years. Before his death, his master told him three things: to find his senior brother, to practice Taoism, and to find love. Then she discovered that the master still owed the vixen next door three hundred years of cultivation, three years of credit from the village canteen, and countless bad debts. On the first day after going down the mountain, she squatted on the side of the road to study how to unlock the shared bicycle, and was forced to recognize her as a daughter lost eighteen years ago by a wealthy couple. Jiang Lin: I'm not. Mother Jiang: You are. Father Jiang: You must be. Jiang Lin looked at the luxurious villa in front of him and touched his growling stomach: Okay, let's have a good meal first. On the first day she moved into the Jiang family, she casually said, "Your ancestral grave is penetrated by tree roots." Jiang's father sent someone to dig out overnight, and sure enough, something evil was dug out. From then on, Jiang Lin started a double life of "a rich girl on the surface, but a metaphysics boss in reality"—— Helping the real daughter to solve the nightmare of being trapped for seven years, she accidentally burned an old locust tree that summoned spirits; Late at night, she was blocked by a dark shadow outside the window. The thing asked her who she was, and she replied: I am your ancestor. What's even more troublesome is, why is the eldest young master of the Lu family, who is always surrounded by a group of "good brothers", becoming more and more clingy? But the trouble is not over yet. The mastermind behind the borrowed money, "Mr.", Had been eyeing Qingxuan Mountain thirty years ago. The death of the master and the robbery of the vixen's inner elixir were all his fault. Jiang Lin looked at the clues and sneered: I owe my master, I owe my friends—— One by one, count slowly.