Daoling Chronicles

The wind in Chiayi's countryside is gentle and quiet. It blows through thousands of acres of rice fields year after year, blows through the vigorous old banyan trees at the entrance of the village, and blows through ancient legends that no one in the village understands. Time here is slow and gentle, and the days are like a gurgling stream, plain and stable. The life of young Lin Youan has always been the same. He stayed in the familiar countryside, guarding the rice fields that his family had cultivated for generations, watching the rise and fall of the rice waves, and the changes in morning and evening. There were steady fireworks every day, and he thought that the years to come would be so calm and uneventful. This secluded rural village, rarely visited by outsiders, is clean and comfortable. The ancient legend of Lord Shihu has been passed down from generation to generation in the village, but for many years, it was just a local old saying chatted by old people, and no one took it to heart. No one knew that the ancient and ancient stone statue under the banyan tree hid a secret spiritual energy that was unknown to everyone. It silently guarded this world of fireworks and waited for every stranger who came from afar. Until one early autumn afternoon, a minibus coming from afar broke the long-term tranquility of the village. A strange girl, Chen Yu, came riding on the wind, carrying the dust of travel, and unexpectedly broke into this quiet rice sea countryside. She was tired of the hustle and bustle of the city and rushed to this gentle ancient village. She just wanted to stay briefly in the quaint Lin family house to escape the impetuousness and find peace and tranquility. A chance encounter brings two completely different boys and girls together in the countryside. One is familiar with the countryside fireworks and is gentle and restrained; the other is ignorant and pure when seeing the mountain scenery for the first time. It was originally a strange encounter that happened by chance, but due to a strange night breeze and a subtle and strange stone image, the two people's encounter in the countryside quietly extended. Purpose: Local stories