Chen Jiu, a delivery boy and a minor in Kanyuology at the University of Chinese Medicine, worries about rent every day, but he hides a secret: the old compass left to him by his grandfather can "listen to the wind" and see "qi" that ordinary people cannot see. A strange draft shakes up his life - the windows that open and close on their own, the dark shadow on the balcony late at night, the invisible "escalator" in the elevator, forcing him to face the power of the compass.
When Lao Wang, the owner of the grocery store at the gate of the community, was forced by the demolition team to smash the same compass, Chen Jiu's "listening to the wind" also cracked, and a text message "draft, broken" dragged him into the whirlpool: It turns out that the "compass to home" mentioned by his grandfather is not a legend, and in this seemingly ordinary city, the direction of each building, the direction of each road, and even the location of each express cabinet, all hide the password of the Feng Shui bureau.
While delivering food to earn rent, he used half-baked tricks to break the situation: he helped a beautiful CEO renovate her office, only to discover that her company logo contained a soul-suppressing array; he showed the "Qi Gathering" live broadcast room to an Internet celebrity anchor, and unexpectedly broke the trick of raising little ghosts among the fans; even the freezers of the milk tea shops he frequented were facing the "dark eye."
As the cracks in the compass deepened, Chen Jiu gradually understood: the so-called Feng Shui is never about praying to gods and Buddhas, but a game between people and the city - developers dig out earth veins to build buildings, Internet celebrities sacrifice luck for traffic, and ordinary people are unaware of it in the "haunted house" of steel and concrete. And he, a poor student who could hardly afford to pay the rent, the half piece of broken compass in his hand was actually the last weight to balance yin and yang.
