Feng Shui Master, Who Dug up the Dragon Veins in My Ancestral Grave?

I was the only college student in the village, but I became a pauper in the city. It wasn't until my grandma was critically ill and returned to the village that I discovered that she was not sick at all, but had been cursed! In order to save her, I, a staunch materialist, had to inherit the "Hundred Ghost Species" left by my grandma and regain the "feudal superstition" that I despised... Paper figures lead the way, ghost marriages come to your door, dead trees are entangled with vines, and hundreds of ghosts surround the village! Only then did I realize that not a single living person in the village where I grew up was clean!