My grandfather made a bet with the City God.
He paid half of it with his life, and I will repay the other half.
The city god gave me three bowls: a rice bowl, an earth bowl, and a water bowl.
"What your grandfather owed me back then, you are here to repay. Choose a bowl, enter a door, and you will pay back one share of your debt when you come out alive."
He let me choose how to repay this life.
But Cheng Huang never thought that I was a madman.
My family has been a Feng Shui master for generations, but my father's generation almost lost the inheritance. Until I accidentally got a copy of "The Hidden Dragon Sutra", the gears of fate began to turn.
And I chose the water bowl without hesitation.
Later I found out that the water in it was not yellow spring water at all...
"Don't believe the City God. He is not the banker, you are!"
