Zhou Fanyin wakes up one day in the body of a wealthy heiress who died an unnatural death.
She was once a celestial maiden in the heavens. After working herself to the bone for thirty thousand years, she thought she could come down and take it easy for a while. But the Zhou family's fortune was nearly spent.
And to return to the heavens, Zhou Fanyin has no choice but to get back to her old line of work and earn merit.
She joins a variety show.
Zhou Fanyin: Director, I suggest cutting this part of the show.
Viewers: The staff member's acting is flawless! Give this ghost an extra drumstick!
She starts a livestream.
Viewer 1: Master, help me! A monster is haunting me.
Zhou Fanyin: Don't worry. Just take a hot bath at 50 degrees.
Viewer 2: My great-grandmother keeps calling me an unfilial descendant in my dreams. What should I do?
Zhou Fanyin: Just burn some merch of a big star for her.
Viewers: Streamer! Our screens are flickering like crazy! They're crackling, too. What's going on?
Zhou Fanyin: It's nothing serious. A dead person's ghost is joining the stream.
The old King of Hell comes over to join the fun, and the old Three Pure Ones god wears a sleazy grin...
What? There's also a mysterious, sickly fiance?
Break off the engagement! Right now!
Zhou Fanyin does a quick fortune calculation and realizes she's in trouble: this engagement can't be broken off.
😳 First time here, welcome everyone~ Some time ago, in order to improve my cultural literacy, I signed up for a calligraphy training class. Because my peers were all primary school students, everyone ostracized me and looked down upon me for still learning this at such an old age. It was nothing at first, but the maliciousness of the primary school students was really beyond my imagination. They said that I came to learn calligraphy with my foot half in the coffin. I was so angry that I cried. I wiped away my tears and ignored them as they continued to practice calligraphy. I swore that I would practice a good calligraphy and not let my money go to waste. I calmed down and carefully wrote a line on the paper: You are my destined reader🥵🥵🥵
Not bad, just a little lacking