"The grass in Wu Di is always green."
Bai Chang was born on the seventh day of the eighth lunar month. Her parents died in the same month, and she was raised by her grandma.
"Be good, baby, the Bagua formation will bring longevity... Turn your back..."
Eight-year-old Bai Chang's back is full of Bagua arrays tattooed on her back.
"Girl, if your grandma dies, throw her into the mangosteen forest. Don't look back. Don't look back."
Twelve-year-old Bai Chang became a homeless person.
I have worked as a car wash and damaged other people's cars; I have worked as a cook and almost burned down the house; I have served dishes and the broken ones were thrown away overnight...
"A boy's destiny..." The tips in the temple gave a reasonable answer.
Bai Chang still had a calm and confused feeling of staying out of the situation.
Twenty years later, Bai Chang found that he didn't even have a wrinkle. After realizing the seriousness of the problem, he sighed heavily.
"It's really troublesome."
She obviously just wanted to live a peaceful life.
In March in winter, there was a man fainting from hunger at the door, with a faint smell of a black man.
"There is just a shortage of bear paws to eat."
I planned to drag him into the house and chop him, but I didn't expect that this guy turned into a spirit and knelt down to beg for mercy.
The two finally got to know each other, but Bai Chang still didn't want to associate with the demon.
But the black bear seemed to be haunting her, causing a series of strange and terrible things.
"Damn it, you troublemaker."
Bai Chang spat hard.
Intention: The heart is like a treasure, the moon reflects on the glass