The Young Feng Shui Master

[Mystery and deduction + horror + cultivation + ghost hunting + innocent romance + urban romance…]

Mu Sansan was killed by her own parents. Reborn, she ground those utterly inhuman parents to dust.

When a scheming white lotus or a green tea tries to scam me, sorry, face-slapping is my main business. My side gig is driving out evil and catching ghosts, and I’m all about spending freely.

To the mysterious villains of the capital: I have the King of the Underworld backing me. Don’t mess with me, or I’ll beat you until your soul is annihilated.

Cai Yiyi hugged Mu Sansan’s arm and cooed, “We share our blessings and face our troubles together. Love you!”

Mu Sansan looked disgusted. “Wipe off that drool!”

Pei Yanzhi hesitated for a long time before asking, “Sansan, do I still have a chance?”

“My husband is the King of the Underworld. Why would I date an ordinary mortal like you?” Mu Sansan wrapped her arms around Wen Jingchen’s arm and rejected him coldly.

“You’re interested in my wallet, not me. You’ve had nothing but good things to say about him when you’re with me,” Wen Jingchen grumbled inwardly.

“Hey, Sansan, where are we hunting ghosts next time? Take me with you.” Jiang Mingze stuck to Mu Sansan like a piece of gum. She shook her head and said mercilessly, “Aren’t you the Jiang family’s future genius? Why are you following me around?”

“Eee-ya-ya… Big sister… I wanna go too!” Mu Xiaowu flew over and pounced on Mu Sansan’s strange-looking… Wen Jingchen grabbed him and scolded, “You little ghost, how dare you hit on the King of the Underworld’s woman? Haven’t you died enough?”

“Eee-ya-ya… Big sister… My brother-in-law is scolding me…” Mu Sansan stroked Mu Xiaowu’s plump cheek, then turned to Wen Jingchen and said coldly, “All right, all right, Mr. Wen, it’s time to settle last time’s fee, isn’t it?”

“Marry me, and everything I have will be yours…”