Bai Chuchu was framed by the jealousy of the concubine at home and was pushed off a cliff on her way home from burning incense in the temple.
Opening his eyes again, Bai Chuchu kicked the coffin board open and looked at the people around him indifferently.
Don't want to admit the bad things you did?
It doesn't matter, let those evil souls come and talk to you in person tonight.
Pretending to be a show-off in acting?
It doesn't matter, a mantra will make your ugly heart visible to everyone.
A good daughter has her ambitions in all directions, not just in this particular part of the house.
Catch ghosts, exorcise evil spirits, and subjugate demons.
There is a rumor in the capital that the daughter of Xiangguo is the reincarnation of a goddess. Only Bai Chuchu knows that the daughter of Xiangguo has died long ago. Now she is Xuanzhen, the twentieth generation descendant of Xuanzong.
It's my favorite type. A story with a touching plot.