Yin Yueting×Shang Qing, please collect it~
Shangqing copywriting
That year, it was raining lightly in the long street. Shang Qing passed away wearing a green Taoist robe and holding an oil-paper umbrella.
The teacher said that she had a destiny, and she could not go down the mountain unless God told her to do so. Otherwise, she would not live until thirty, and she would definitely die. Every time she had the idea of going down the mountain, the senior sisters would stop her in every possible way.
Originally, Shang Qing thought he would live like this in Qiutong Mountain for the rest of his life, until a man carefully carried a woman on his back and knelt in front of Sanqing Temple. The woman on his back had her black hair spread out, only half of her pale face was exposed.
"Please the immortal to save my master."
Shang Qing only glanced at her and left. The woman on his back was clearly a dead person. How could he use the power of resurrection to defy the odds?
In the evening, the teacher was still kneeling when she came back from the mountain. When she passed by, she paused slightly and asked someone to call her out from the backyard.
"Shang Qing, are you willing to save her?"
Shang Qing stepped forward and brushed her hair away. Her face was half green and half white, with bleeding from all her orifices. It was cold and terrifying. Shang Qing thought that this person would most likely turn into a ghost.
Shang Qing flicked his sleeves: "Teacher, I will save her."
Why? It seems that she still looked so flamboyant after she died.
[Yin Yue stopped writing]
Qiutong Mountain, Sanqing Temple. There was a woman standing in front of the cliff, facing the wind, and the cold wind made her cloak rustle. A carrier pigeon landed on her shoulder, said something to her, and then flew away in a hurry.
Shang Qing asked her: "I still don't know your name?"
The woman in white robe turned around to look at her and said for a long time: "My name is Yin Yueting."
Intention: Work hard to create a better life
