I'm a street-corner fortune-teller who has never believed in fortune-telling. One day, after finding a hundred yuan at an internet cafe while staying up all night, I suffer three strokes of bad luck in a row.
The money's owner curses me in the name of the Supreme Lord Lao. Sensing something was off, I toss the money straight into the merit box at the Rulai Temple and leave Buddha to deal with him.
Later, I meet a generous old man who says I have yin-yang eyes. We hit it off: I become his godson, and he becomes my godfather. To my surprise, he's a genuine master of fortune-telling. He teaches me real skills, and I hold my own against troublemakers from both the immortal and Buddhist worlds.
