My name is Chen Fan.
Grandpa left me a detached two-story old house. I rented it out, only to discover that every tenant was an immortal!
Sun Wukong dances the “Subject Three,” Zhu Bajie wolfs down snacks, the Matchmaker ties red threads at random, and the God of Wealth loses money every day...
These immortals don’t cultivate, fight, or ascend. They just slack off and cause trouble all day!
Me: Please, can you act like normal people for once?
The gods: Landlord, not acting human is much more fun!
Me: So you’re immortals who escaped from the Heavenly Court!
The gods: That’s right, landlord! Why else would we rent from you?
It looks good, I'm happy without thinking, okay, come on!