My name is Li Guodong, the youngest spirit medium in Northeast China's Sandao Gouzi.
When I was six, a white-furred fox nodded at me three times. Grandma said I had a spiritual bond and was cut out to be a spirit medium.
But I refused to believe in the supernatural. I went to the city to work construction and hide for ten years. Who wants to deal with spirits and ghosts at such a young age? Would I ever find a wife?
I was dead set on never becoming a spirit medium!
Then a strange illness that struck my mother forced me back to the village.
Zhang the Half-Immortal from the village laid it out plainly: If you don't become a spirit medium, your mother won't get better.
Fine, I gave in. What can I say? I'm a devoted son.
On the day I established my spirit altar, Old Man Hu Tianba possessed me. With eighteen hundred years of cultivation, he opened his mouth and said, "You just focus on doing good and building virtue. Leave the fighting to me."
I was overjoyed. I thought I'd just be helping people figure things out and warding off misfortune, while making some money on the side. Life was going to be great.
Until Zhao Chunhua from the east end of the village came to see me.
There was a man's ghost attached to this woman...
