In order to steal the treasure of the town sect, I disguised myself as a little white flower and married the young master of my rival sect, a sunny Taoist priest who was full of righteousness.
After getting married, he went out every day to slay demons and track down the man behind the chaos in the city.
I played the role of a weak wife at home, silently washing his hands and making soup for him.
Until one day, he came back from the bloodbath, holding in his hand a piece of puppet silk that I used to perform the task, and asked me with red eyes:
"I guarded the lights of thousands of houses, but you put them out with your own hands behind your back. Yin Ye, how many things are you hiding from me?"
Concept: extreme pulling, deep sadomasochism, sense of fate