[Urban Fantasy] [Folk Mystery] [Parallel World]
Food delivery is just my side gig. Settling supernatural troubles is the family trade. My name is Chen Wang. I was born with Yin-Yang Eyes, and can read qi and discern evil spirits. I'm the man to call for all kinds of "local maladjustment." Unfortunately, I'm destined to be broke: no matter how much I earn, I lose just as much. That is, until I relocated a grave from a haunted house and, along the way, "picked up" a rich second-generation sidekick named Zhou, aka Fatty.
Fatty slapped his thigh. "Bro Wang, let's start a company! Put the money in the business account. Let's see how your bad-luck money fate handles that!" And so, Fatty's Errand-Running Studio opened for business. On the surface, we deliver packages around town; in reality, we handle folk customs and supernatural matters. The earthbound fiend at a gas station on a rainy night, a century-old vengeful coffin beneath a reservoir, nameless white bones inside a villa wall... What we deal with has never been ghosts, but the obsessions in people's hearts and the lingering ills of history.
Our company has grown, and we've spent a "fortune" buying a haunted house where an online celebrity died suddenly, to use as staff housing. But as soon as we moved in, Fatty received a bizarre private message: "Big brother, I'm right behind you..."
