My Mom Rules the Underworld

What the hell did I do in my past life to deserve seeing a ghost in this one?

Fine, I transmigrated! But I only have two bucks in my pocket.

And not only do I have no System, I don't even have some old geezer living inside me to give me advice.

At long last, I manage to rent a place to stay! And my roommate turns out to be a clueless, aloof ghost, the campus belle.

Oh, heavens!!!!!!

Is this because I once found a Mercedes at the foot of Mount Tai?

Then hit and killed a sheep on the way home?

And chopped down a tree called Willow God to roast the sheep?

Or maybe because I once snatched a little kid's beast milk at the village entrance, and stole a little girl's mask too?

Surely none of that was so bad that I deserve such terrible karmic retribution. My poor body can't take it!

That is, until I walk into a midnight inn.

There I meet a violent, mature woman of a boss, wearing high heels and a qipao, with a double-barreled shotgun slung over her shoulder.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.