The little Taoist priest in Qianyang Mountain was driven down the mountain by his master to practice, but he didn't expect to encounter one strange thing after another. Fortunately, he was also a somewhat technical person. Zhao Meng looked at the little Taoist nun, "Qingci, this little Taoist nun looks so silly, but I didn't expect that she has some strength. Let's find a way to take her. It will save a lot of things." Song Qingci raised an unknown smile and said, "Okay." This is a story between a romantic hypocrite and a serious little Taoist nun~