I Sell Rice Rolls and Catch Ghosts on the Side
My name is Chen Fusheng, my Daoist name is Qingfeng, and I run a Chaoshan rice roll shop called Good Fortune Comes in Jiangcheng.
Everyone thinks I’m just a handsome young shop owner who delivers food on the side.
That is, until one day I delivered food to a haunted house and casually dealt with the water ghost that had tormented the homeowner for three years.
The next day, a stunning woman in a Xiangyunsha qipao walked into my shop and coldly ordered a signature rice roll.
After finishing it, she took out a jade token engraved with the words “Yunmeng” and slapped it on the table:
“Yesterday, were you the one who broke the Chu family of Yunmeng’s ‘Demon-Subduing Formation’?”
I wiped my hands and grinned as I pulled out my own peachwood sword:
“So that half-baked feng shui formation belonged to your family? No wonder it was full of flaws.”
The bodyguard behind her turned pale, but I quietly tightened my grip on the Five-Thunder Talisman hidden beneath my apron.
Looks like the waters in Jiangcheng are about to get muddy.
