I, Wang Zi, am a ghost hunter passed down from my ancestors. However, after my generation passed down the tradition, almost no one believed in ghosts and gods anymore, and the industry became bleak. In order to support myself, I had to go out and find a job.
"Ms. Wang, please believe in science and don't come up with unrealistic things like ghost hunting."
"Ms. Wang, your resume is too false and our company cannot accept you."
I kept getting rejected in every interview. I thought I was unlucky enough, but why did a pretty boy come to my house? The one who shouts "Mother, Lady" every day is a lonely ghost from whose family I don't know.
I took it and sent it to the Lord of Hell, but it was returned!
So I, Wang Zi, an ancestral ghost hunter, lived with this little white-faced boy.
