Tales of the Five Immortals of the Northeast: Ma Daha’s Strange Adventures

Take a look. This man is called Ma Daha.

Thirty-three, unmarried, a farmer by trade and a bachelor on the side. His greatest achievement is making the village chief's mangy old dog stop barking at him. It’s afraid of catching something.

His life plan was simple: farm, eat, and wait to die.

Until one night, he ran into a weasel standing guard at the village entrance.

“What are you looking at?”

“What’s it to you?”

Those few words sent his life completely off course.

The next morning, he woke up to find five old men and women in his house. No, not people: five immortal spirits. A weasel, a snake, a hedgehog, a fox, and a rat, each more troublesome than the last.

From then on, Ma Daha’s life changed beyond recognition:

He found money on the road, had bumper harvests, and was constantly set up on dates...

But there was a price:

The five spirits fought every day, arguing so much they practically polished the kang bed;

The village’s old folks lined up to have him “read their fortunes,” turning his home into a clinic for all kinds of baffling problems;

The village idiot from next door claimed he was possessed, but it turned out he’d fallen in love;

A wealthy businessman from the city offered him a hundred thousand yuan to come out of retirement, only for Third Master Chang to scare the man into wetting his pants on the spot...

This is the story of a single man from the Northeast countryside “kidnapped” by five drama-loving spirits.

This is a story of immortals emerging from a heated brick bed, with all the chaos and warmth of everyday life.

And it’s also a story about how Ma Daha never quite figured out who was the host and who was the guest.

Ten out of ten for Northeastern slang, with jokes packed into every chapter.

Best read after a meal. Try not to laugh your food out.