My name is Lin Xiao Sha. I’m a wild girl raised by a clay Bodhisattva in a ruined temple.
Everyone says I’m a “red-string jinx,” bringing misfortune to my family and friends.
To earn enough to eat, I join the livestream show Strange Tales of the Countryside.
The production crew says, “Find an actor to pretend to be a ghost.” Lin Xiao Sha says, “No need. I’ll call a real one.”
The other guests scream, “There’s a ghost!” Lin Xiao Sha says, “Don’t be scared. It’s one of us.”
Then one day, the Underworld’s civil service System gets flooded with calls. Black and White Impermanence rush to the livestream studio in the middle of the night and kneel respectfully in front of the nationwide audience.
“Little King of Hell! The Underworld has a thousand years’ worth of paperwork piled up. When are you coming back to approve it?”
The grandmaster of the capital’s mystical sect, the male lead hiding behind the camera, slowly rises to his feet, his gaze deep. “She’s not going back. The Underworld is moving up here.”
