In the era of Fu Dao's end, Mu Tingxue, the last descendant of Tian Fu Sect, was kicked out and set up a two-square-meter stall at the entrance of the community. In this age of science, who still believes in charms? The whole world of cultivation thought she was a joke. Until the head of a century-old wealthy family knelt on the ground and begged her for a peace charm - her scrapped draft could resolve the bloodshed of the family. Until the big bosses from all walks of life stepped over the threshold and only asked her for advice - the hexagrams she casually commented on were the destiny of China. Until the academicians of the Academy of Sciences came to the door collectively - her discarded papyrus solved the human energy crisis! Everyone trembled: "Please master, please revive the Tao of Talisman!" Mu Tingxue put away the kitchen knife and smiled lightly: "First line up, don't delay me selling talismans and raising cats."
