I, Wang Zi, am an exorcist from a long line of exorcists. But by the time the family trade reached my generation, hardly anyone believed in ghosts or gods anymore, and the business had dried up. To support myself, I had no choice but to look for a job.
“Ms. Wang, please believe in science. Don’t bring up unrealistic things like exorcism.”
“Ms. Wang, your resume is far too outlandish. Our company can’t hire you.”
I kept hitting dead ends even in job interviews, and I thought I’d already had the worst luck imaginable. But why did a pretty-boy ghost have to show up in my house, calling me “wife, wife” every day? I don’t even know whose lonely ghost he is.
I caught him and took him to the King of Hell, only to have him sent back!
And so I, Wang Zi, an exorcist from a long line of exorcists, ended up living with this pretty-boy ghost.
