The sky rains millet, and the ghosts cry at night. Three bangs ring at night, and pedestrians are strangers. A strange and frightening incident caused the young prince, then the young prince of Dali Temple, to meet a woman named Ying'an while investigating the case.
The bluestone road, the fine rain, and the woman in white are extremely beautiful. This was the case when we first met.
Late one night, the young prince was alone to investigate the case. A beautiful figure gradually became clear on the empty road. The young prince couldn't help but sigh, "In ancient times, people walked at night with candles, but now there are beauties walking at night with lamps. Miss Ying'an is so interested. I don't know." Are you here to admire the moon or to catch ghosts?" Ying An stopped and glanced at him lightly, then said amid the screams of ghost cries, "Is it time that the prince's doubts are gone? Is it me who is crying this night?"
Intention: Spring comes out of dead trees