My name is Chen Xiaole. During the day, I was called a bitch by my boss, and at night, my landlord blocked the door to press for rent.
The goddess floated past me with her arms around the rich second generation, her eyes like looking at a trash can.
When life was at a low point, the ancestral books were torn down and covered with walls to block the wind, and the drops of blood from scratches on the fingers actually glowed with golden light.
I saved my roommate who was trapped in bed by a ghost with the help of half an evil charm in the book.
The landlady cried and begged me to solve the "dirty" problem in the old house, but I forced myself to do it.
As a result, by accident, the evil spirit that caused trouble was actually driven away.
These days, Taoist priests have to consider setting up a small store to make a living.
