One-sentence version: The story of a Shushan disciple and a cute little female ghost "subduing demons" along the way!
Incompetent copywriting version: One thought of Buddha, one thought of devil
"Little brother, I will still be here waiting for you tomorrow." This is the voice that gave him all the warmth in his childhood.
"Mu Lang..." This is his deepest nightmare
During the snowfall in Chang'an that year, Youyou Meixiang narrated this sad past event.
The biting cold wind that year blew out the only glimmer of light in his heart
"Li'er, I'm sorry..." Even if he paid the price with his life, he couldn't restore the past with her.
Why is this snow so cold? Without Mu Lang, all the warmth must have left her!
——"Princess Shouyang, the daughter of Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty, was lying under the eaves of the Hanzhang Palace. Plum blossoms fell on the princess's forehead, forming five flowers that could not be brushed away." "Taiping Yulan·Chronological Department"