I Pretended to Tell Fortunes for Twenty Years and Accidentally Became a True Heavenly Master

Grandpa died, leaving me three things: an old book, a copper coin, and a mountain of debt. My name is Ye Lan, and my family has been conning people for three generations. Drawing fake talismans, reciting fake incantations, and fooling ghosts and gods are family traditions. I was planning to quit for good, but then my enemies framed me and forced me to take a ten-thousand-yuan ghost-exorcism job. I steeled myself and entered a haunted house where three real Taoist priests had already met their match. I stuck on talismans and chanted spells, putting on an act and making a show of it. But the scrap of paper I’d drawn at random really did suppress the ghost. I panicked, more than the ghost did. The Book of Deception Grandpa left behind told me: the more people who believe in me, the more real my fake arts become. One believer can guard a room; ten thousand can protect an entire region!