Meng Qing cultivated in the mountains for over a hundred years. One year, on the Ghost Festival, she finally used heavenly lightning to enter the Dao and take human form.
Unexpectedly, a young constable from who-knows-where chased bandits into the mountains.
"Miss, I'm coming to save you!"
The young constable, who had let the bandits escape, clicked his tongue in frustration, turned around, and ran toward the woman in blue robes who was being struck by lightning.
Meng Qing, cultivating and tempering her bones: "..."
Don't come any closer!!!
Theme: People's hearts incline toward goodness
