I, Zhao Siqi, am a magician who earns a living by talking and using ancestral hexagrams. My daily business is to help Aunt Wang next door do fortune calculations and do Feng Shui for Uncle Li downstairs.
Until one day, I discovered that except for me, everyone in my household registration book had "deceased" on it.
In order to find out the truth about the disappearance of my relatives, I embarked on the desperate road of fighting against the dragon.
What? Thousand-year zombie king? Don't worry, let me calculate its birth date and see what it lacks in its five elements.
What? Weird blood corpse formation? Don't panic, wait for me to figure it out and find where its formation is.
What? Is your opponent a powerful mysterious organization?
Zhao Siling patted the compass and said, "Well done! Just in time to use your dragon-seeking ruler as a sacrifice to me!"
My peers laughed at me for being crazy, and I laughed at them for not being able to see through.
In this underground world of narrow escapes, others rely on muscles and money, but I, Zhao Siqi, rely on a mouth that can tell the dead about life, and a hand that can tell the lives of the living!
