My whole life is like being bowed down by God. I managed to become the youngest appraiser of the auction house, but was tricked into taking the blame. I watched five million worth of fakes pass through my hands. The front leg was fired and kicked out of the rental house, and the back leg was received with a summons for compensation for tens of millions of dollars. The inheritance left by my grandfather had just been heated up, and it was completely filled up in the bottomless pit.
Returning to Ruiguzhai in disgrace, I thought I could earn a living by appraising antiques. But this old shop passed down from ancestors is also evil. The customers who enter the shop either have straight eyes and talk nonsense, or the antiques they bring are cold. When I was stunned by my grandfather's old account, I was suddenly dragged into the Netherworld Police Station.
The detective handed me a Yin De account book, and the debts were densely written under my grandfather's name. "Either pay back the money, or risk your life." The iron chain with a bull's head and a horse's face threw sparks at my feet. From then on, I forced myself to smile in front of porcelain and jades during the day, and hunted ghosts all over the city with my peach wood sword in my hand at night.
But gradually I discovered something was wrong - the origin of those evil ghosts was actually related to a certain secret. The sentence in the letter left by my grandfather, "Everyone loves immortality, but laments that reincarnation is an obstacle" is still stuck in the account book, reminding me all the time that this debt of sin and virtue may not be so easy to repay.
