Lin Xuan Zhuan

Eighteen-year-old Song Lin wakes up one day to find herself in the seventeenth year of the Republic of China.

Terrified out of her wits, she suddenly discovers that she is actually the direct disciple of Qingfeng Temple. Just as she relaxes, ready to hide in the mountains and grow vegetables and raise chickens, she realizes that plans and accidents are never separated by anything more than a moment—and of course, the accident comes first.

Song Lin stands in the main hall, looking baffled:

"What big matter is this, and you want me to handle it?"

Daoist Yiqing says solemnly,

"I received a letter from a friend. Strange things keep happening in Anning Town, and I suspect something evil is at work. I’ll leave this to you."

Song Lin stretches her neck forward, points at herself, and looks full of wisdom.

"Me?"

Daoist Yiqing searches all over his body and finally pulls out a wrinkled talisman, saying carefully,

"The situation below the mountain is chaotic. This is an anti-aircraft bomb-deflecting talisman. You must carry it with you at all times."

"Excuse me?"

Song Lin roars, her face twisting. An anti-aircraft bomb-deflecting talisman...