My college roommate fed me offerings from a haunted grave, hoping I would take the calamity meant for her so she could become a big star. Her mother silently approved the whole thing. What they didn't know was that I had another identity: I was the heir to the Ma Yi tradition of fortune-telling.
1 During the National Day holiday, my roommate, whose family lived in a nearby city, invited me to go home with her. I thought about it. Since I had no one to spend the holiday with anyway, I decided to go along. After taking a high-speed train, then a bus, and finally a motorcycle, I eventually arrived at my roommate's home. Well, I hadn't known her family lived deep in the mountains. But one good thing about a mountain village is...
