Chaolu, a melon-growing child at the foot of Qingniu Mountain, has no idea where she came from. She was rescued by Qingyun Temple and has been tending a melon field on the mountainside. Once fate met, Chao Lu was first hunted by the monster Hua Qing, and then rescued by Mo Chen, the god of Futian. Perhaps it was fate that both of them were entangled with her, and all kinds of things from the past life came one after another. Two lives, two loves, one love and one tear. In the nine-layer sky, there was a bamboo horse waiting for her to seek immortality; in front of the flowers and under the moon, there was a young man who was bloodthirsty and laughed in the wind and returned to the snow; in the white smoke and snow, there was a young man who walked alone to protect her all his life; in the lush bamboo forest, there was a man who plucked the strings with his bare hands and showed no emotion... The jianjia was green, and the white dew was frost. Where did the so-called love go?
