Bai Xiuxiu is a century-old wandering spirit who has returned to life in someone else's body as a lonely, bullied orphan in the 1970s Blackstone Valley Brigade.
Her parents died in a reservoir construction collapse, and her uncle's family embezzled the compensation money. They even tried to force her to marry a crippled local tyrant.
Bai Xiuxiu gave a cold laugh. “You’re taking my house and stealing my food and money? I’ll hit you with the weight of the law and make you kneel and pay it all back!”
But this mortal body is bound by yin energy and teetering on the brink of death. She urgently needs pure yang energy to keep her alive.
Just as she was growing worried, Lu Yuan came into view. A sharp-browed, bright-eyed sent-down youth with a complicated class background, he worked at the forest farm behind the mountain. He bore a peerless Heavenly Fiend Pure Yang Bone, and its violent flames burned through his meridians and bones every moment of the day.
One was about to freeze to death, the other about to burn to a crisp.
Bai Xiuxiu’s almond eyes curved. Without hesitation, she threw herself into the cold-faced man’s arms. “Comrade Lu, lend me a breath of yang energy to steady my soul, and I’ll give your meridians half a day of cool relief. You won’t lose out on this deal!”
With a red string and Five Emperor coins in her left hand, Bai Xiuxiu fought zombies and broke the curse of a family destined to die out. With real skill in her right, she led her little brother to eat meat and lard at every meal and bake corn cakes, turning their hard years of famine into a thriving life.
The cold and ruthless Lu, a Heavenly Master as solitary as a wolf, unknowingly found his heart softened by the young girl.
Lu Yuan held his delicate little ancestor protectively in his arms, his ears reddening as he said in a low, husky voice:
“There's plenty of yang energy to go around. But as for the payment... Comrade Bai, how are you planning to repay me?”