Lin Mo, an orphan without a father or mother, was raised by his master in Qingfeng Temple until he was fourteen years old. He was driven down the mountain the day after his birthday.
The master was too cruel and threw the rabbit outside the gate along with the little apprentice's rabbit that he had rescued on the mountain a few days ago. He said euphemistically: God's will is like this, so hurry down the mountain!
Lin Mo used the furs and furs he learned on the mountain to set up a fortune-telling stall and settled in a small town at the foot of the mountain.
The eldest son of Prince Jing's family accompanied the princess back to his hometown to visit relatives, but strange things happened one after another. I wonder if the little Taoist priest can solve this bad mood in recent days.
I don't know what kind of romance will happen in the future.
Intention: fate dictates