A ghost guards a Buddhist temple for hundreds of years, and a monk searches for a person for the rest of his life. When the flowers bloom and fade, it turns out that humans and ghosts have different paths, or their love is deep and shallow.
"Sister Shu, are you okay? The holy monk asked me to ask you whether you roasted, braised or steamed the rabbit tonight?" Qinglang held the door and stuck out his head.
"Don't eat."
"But the holy monk said that if you don't eat it, he will roast the cat."
"Tell him to get out."
Qinglang left and then came back: "Sister Shu, the holy monk said, a husband and wife are kind to each other for a hundred days. You can't get out of bed and be ruthless. Sister Shu, look at the holy monk..."
"Fuck the holy monk..."
Intention: Study hard