Before she died, grandma held my hand tightly: "Nuannu, please don't go back to my hometown in Northeast China..."
But for the legendary million-dollar inheritance, I still boarded the green train that entered the mountains late at night.
There was no one in the car, and it was freezing cold, but there were always people asking in my ears: "Where are you?"
When I was on the verge of collapse, a strange text message saved my life: "Don't answer! They are looking for a substitute! Tell me you are on duty too!"
I blurted out: "Brother Ma, Xu Qi!"
In an instant, the whole train was filled with howling ghosts and wolves.
I thought I had escaped disaster, but who knew that this was the beginning of a nightmare. Heritage? Doesn't exist at all! What my grandma left for me was a dilapidated hall that was rotten to the core of the earth, a group of weird fairy families who were either disabled or asleep, and a Third Master Fox Fairy who would kill people at every turn.
In order to survive, I was forced to inherit this "tangkou" that was on the verge of bankruptcy and became the polished commander and chief worker.
Other people's younger brothers are calling the wind and rain, and the immortal family is mighty and domineering; at the entrance of my house, a red-eyed mouse is pulled out of the stove ashes, a confused willow spirit is awakened under the locust tree, and there is a slow-moving earth bump as a guide.
Others were dealing with the big business of slaying demons; the first official commission I took on was to help a confused guy who even lost his name go to a mass grave to do "lost and found"...
Faced with the eyeing peers, endless evil spirits, and the unreliable immortals in his family who are waiting for food, Xu Qi just wants to say: Is it still too late to go back to that ghost train?
This is an (un)inspirational story about a modern social worker who was forced to find another job in the deep mountains of Northeast China, leading a group of "old, weak, sick and disabled" immortals to run the Potangkou, which was on the verge of being written off, into a "five-star unit".
