The master is dead. The system is alive.
Feng Tiancheng inherited a piece of residual jade and a translucent mission panel, and since then he has made a living by catching ghosts and feng shui in Dongcheng.
He takes over haunted houses that others dare not take on, and investigates cases that others can't figure out - behind every ghost there is an unfinished human matter, and he can always dig out the roots.
But what he didn't know was that for every case he received that "happened to fall into his hands", there was a hand pushing it behind.
Master did not die in an accident. The system didn't select him by accident.
He is just a piece placed on the chessboard - and the person on the other side of the chessboard has been placing it for three hundred years.
