The Junkyard Owner's Daily Ghostbusting

Chen Xiaosong, the owner of a junkyard, was squatting in front of a rusted refrigerator, counting coins, when the back of his neck suddenly turned cold. A cloud of green mist was clinging to his ear, breathing heavily!

His spirit vision had awakened, but he didn't dare look for even half a second. Seeing this thing once would age him three years!

Just then, folk culture scholar Lin Mobai kicked the door open, swinging a peachwood ruler. "You coward! There's an ancient jade pendant buried in the junk pile, and the people from the Purification Society have the junkyard surrounded!"

A veteran called him greedy, a driver dubbed him the king of bargain finds, and a Taoist apprentice trembled behind him like a leaf...

Had a scrap dealer become a professional ghostbuster?

Chen Xiaosong wiped away a cold sweat. "Let's get one thing straight: you handle the vengeful ghosts, and I get the bigger share of the treasure!"

Digging up treasures in junk heaps, making side money at the gates of hell. Life sure was thrilling!

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