Everyone in Changling City knew that the eldest daughter of the Minister of Rites was destined to have a bad fate. She was sent to Nanchan Temple at birth and was raised for eighteen years. There is no Buddhist chanting in the temple, only ghost hunting and talismans are taught. The family tried to find out at first, but later the mother even forgot to inform her about the birth of a daughter, and the prince, who was already married on the fingertips, turned around and proposed to marry her sister. The master waved his sleeve, disciple, your bad fate, bah, your good fate has arrived, go down the mountain. Everyone laughed at the eldest lady of Shangshufu for being a charlatan. Until the palace banquet, hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the red light turns to blood. Everyone saw the woman holding a bone flute with cinnabar as the blade and sealing the soul with the flute.
