My Little Xuanmen Girl, Please Give Me Some Advice.

Qing Humi had never believed in evil until that night when he ran away in the mountains and lost his soul. She just wanted to run at night for exercise, but before she even changed her shoes, she ran into an exorcism ceremony with paper figurines dancing, the talismans spontaneously ignited, and a black shadow chased her for three miles against the back of her neck. She ran, ran as hard as she could, into the mountains, into an old wooden house, and threw herself at the feet of an old man for help. The old man saved her. It also changed her life. She later found out that the old man's name was Master Hu, and he was the most undistinguished person in folk Taoism, but the person least likely to be offended. On the day of my apprenticeship, Master Hu only said one thing: "Girl, you have a hard life and an even harder luck." From then on, she ran out of her spiritual roots at night, drew crooked talismans but suppressed the thousand-year-old ghost, made a collective breakthrough when making alchemy, and picked up ancient inheritance when she went out to buy groceries. Others had been practicing hard for decades, but she turned the whole Taoism upside down by saying "It's not a big problem, just stay alive". It's not unusual to have spiritual roots. She is the only one in Xuanmen who is lucky enough to be so unruly.