The young master of the Xie family in Chang'an died tragically early. Not only that, but there was also the ghost of a mysterious Taoist priest who lingered after his death. Taoist priest Yan smiled gently: "Young master, there is no need to be afraid. I will not eat you alive." Mr. Xie's spine felt cold, but he could only swallow his anger... Taoist priest Yan had lived for more than a hundred years, and he had been waiting for this day. Mr. Zhou had suffered a lot, and he had only been looking forward to this day. Bai Wuchang flicked his folding fan and praised: "This play is much longer than the 'love in the Zhaoyang Palace'." "Linqiong Taoist priests are Hongdu guests, and they can touch the soul with their sincerity."
Intention: positive energy