No CP heroine/Gao Wu Dongxuan/Zhiyi solves the case/Slow-burning micro group portrait
In the Jiuzhou Continent, there are all kinds of magic, crisscrossing Qi veins, and hidden monsters.
Some people are cultivating Qi in search of immortality, some are using swords to kill evil spirits, and even the leader of Jiuyou, who is sinking under the earth, is watching the world.
The imperial court set up a town to suppress evil spirits, but the territory of the state was vast and beyond the reach of a whip; there were many sects in the rivers and lakes, each guarding a radius, and it was difficult to protect the common people in all directions.
Her name is Weng Zijun, and she is the lazy shopkeeper of a Tingyu Bookstore in Linshui Town, Jiangnan.
He sleeps until three o'clock in the morning every day, carrying an old peach wood hairpin to tie his hair, and a black wood sword shaped like a fire stick. The lotus heart in his dantian has no aura, just like an ordinary person.
After her grandfather passed away, she guarded the library and fulfilled her five-year promise to return to the family. She hid her sword and sharpened her heart, and was only a listener in the human world, not involved in the world of spiritual practice.
However, the five-year period expired and the master did not arrive.
Just a piece of secret letter, a string of red thread wrapped around a bell, and a message sent thousands of miles away.
"The disciples of the sect will go to Dongzhou to solve the case soon. You will go with them and return to the sect after the case."
One bell rings, and the evil spirit appears; two bells ring, and the Nine Netherworld Qi appears!
From now on - I pick up my long sword and ask about Jiuzhou when I'm drunk, and let me follow my dreams for thousands of years.
From the mysterious cases in the countryside where painted skin hides shadows and eats dreams and souls, to the evil spirits in ancient towns and the traces of monsters in snowy fields, to the turbulent chess game in the world, she kills evil and solves mysteries along the way, uncovering the world's dusty world.
Someone asked her name, she brushed off the falling snow on her shoulders and replied with a smile: "Shui Qianqiu."
The hairpin leads to the cloud ruins to break the dust seal, and the sword moves across the nine fields to lift the sky.
I lie down in the pine clouds with my clothes fluttering and smile, listening to the wind singing to prove my immortality.