[Metaphysics + Northeastern Chinese Banter + Mind Reading + Hilarious Ghost Hunting]
Zhao Sichun, a half-baked spirit medium at the foot of Changbai Mountain, comes from three generations of fortune-tellers, yet she can't even draw a talisman properly, until she spots a big G-Class Mercedes wreathed in the purple aura of dragon veins at a car crash on a snowy night.
[This guy's fate is weirder than an ancient ginseng root from Changbai Mountain! If I take him home as a "power bank," I can revive the Zhao family's spirit altar!]
Wang Kang has just crawled out of the ICU when he suddenly hears someone chattering inside his head. He looks up and finds a young woman in a floral padded jacket staring at him with gleaming eyes.
Zhao Sichun: "Hey, big bro, want your fortune told? No charge if I'm wrong. I'm dead-on!"
Wang Kang (thinking): Is this woman planning to skin me alive and turn me into a magical artifact?
Zhao Sichun (hearing his thoughts): "What are you on about! I'm a legitimate heir to the mystical arts. I don't do that feudal superstition stuff!"
When a brash Northeastern girl's outrageous thoughts collide with a domineering CEO's fragile heart, mind reading becomes a spectacularly embarrassing ordeal:
While finding a match for a fox spirit, she thinks, "This flirt's a better actor than the whole Liu Laogen Grand Stage."
When helping a weasel spirit earn its title, he hears, "If this thing becomes a spirit, it'll definitely drink more than my second uncle."
Even while dancing on graves to exorcise ghosts, she plays the zombies the song "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" in her head.
Wang Kang: "Zhao Sichun, can you think about something normal for once?"
Zhao Sichun: "What, you don't like it? Want me to give you a two-person comic opera version of the Rebirth Mantra?"
From the ghostly shadows in the palace walls of Shenyang's Imperial Palace to the "frozen corpse deliveries" of Snow Town, this bickering couple hunt ghosts and solve cases to the beat of Northeastern yangko dancing. Until one day, Wang Kang hears her murmuring after a few drinks: [Actually... this guy's purple aura is warm and cozy, even warmer than the kang bed...]