Two thousand years ago, during the war between gods and ghosts, the ghost clan was sealed in the ghost world, and Buddhism established the Samsara Gate to control the underworld. When the storm broke out again, people were no longer humans, and ghosts were no longer ghosts. Tan Ling could never have imagined that a friend who had known each other for many years would lurk for thousands of years, and finally abandon the world for the sake of someone who climbed to the ethereal peak.
Tan Ling seems to exude a thousand kinds of magic power, and the words "excellent on all sides" cannot sum up how well he complements each other in various identities and situations. Sometimes people can't help but think, is it the complicated situation that has created him like this, or is Tan Ling using thousands of masks to play this kind of life.