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Li Muwei, who was born in Taoism, has been called a genius since she was a child. She can see things that ordinary people cannot.
In the human world, people call those things sneaky.
She drew formations at the age of five and eliminated evil spirits at the age of six, supporting the family's hopes year after year.
But why couldn't they kill all those sneaks? One after another, they were roaring and trying to kill her.
On the day of the clan meeting, the unresolved thoughts were like a sharp sword, finally unsheathed.
What glory!
What expectations!
She doesn't want it anymore.
"You like to create gods, but I am not a god. I just want to be the most inconspicuous grass in the world."
The tribesmen said that Li Muwei was arrogant and cold. He had the talent to revitalize the family, but he regarded his talent as a curse.
Don't know what is good or bad.
After wandering around the world for three years, Li Muwei entered the palace and was named a magician. The emperor at that time was obsessed with alchemy, favored the imperial teacher and named him "Zhenren Wuxu."
Because the national master spent several years practicing to create the only one in the world, he took the elixir that can bring the dead back to life - Soul Restoration Pill.
Only Li Muwei knew that the national master respected by thousands of people was not a human being at all.
But a ghost.
Not only is he a ghost, he is also a troublesome ghost that sticks to him like a cocklebur and cannot be shaken off.
The longer they got along, the more she felt that this clingy ghost was a bit interesting.
Accompany her on a boat trip, help her investigate cases, and even silently hold up a lamp while she punishes evildoers.
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Xuan Che approached Li Muwei with purpose, observed her bit by bit, spied on her, and mobilized all his curiosity to pay attention to her. But again and again, in the girl's cold and aloof life, she glimpses decadence and frustration, timidity and hesitation. Like him, she fell into the same trough and lost her way, not knowing the way back.
"This fork in the road is indeed difficult to choose. Let's walk together." His eyes were firm and gentle.
"I'll find my way home."
Intention: Look forward