After transmigrating into the body of a charlatan, Qin Wufeng had planned to coast through life.
But the whole town called him a fraud, and the Liu family demanded their money back.
So he raised his hand and summoned lightning, striking the courtyard.
The steward dropped to his knees on the spot. "Please, young Daoist!"
From then on, he traveled with a little black qilin,
smashing demons, corpses, and powerful monsters with lightning,
while trying to find out who he really was.
Until one day, someone asked where he had studied.
He thought it over. "A menial at Ziyang Temple."
Liu Batian: "I'm from Ziyang Temple too."
Qin Wufeng: "..."
He was serious about pretending to be a charlatan. He was serious about calling down lightning, too.
