Su Yaoyao, an heir to the art of metaphysics, takes over the dilapidated Daoist temple her master left behind. She's so broke she can't even scrape together enough money for incense offerings. To make ends meet, she takes a job exorcising a vengeful ghost. But the moment she opens the door, it leads straight to the Underworld's administrative office!
Black and White Impermanence are deeply troubled. "We won't hit this year's performance targets. They'll dock our Meng Po soup allowance!"
Su Yaoyao's eyes light up. "I know this line of work!"
She trades cheap incense from the human world, ten yuan for three sticks, for thousand-year-old darkwood prayer beads from the Underworld. She swaps five-mao paper money for long-lost metaphysical talismans.
Even more absurdly, she brings home a scruffy little dog said to be a young Di Ting. It wags its tail at her every day, begging for ham.
Su Yaoyao: "??? Have I become the Underworld's exclusive supplier???"
From then on, her dilapidated temple is deserted by day and overrun by ghosts at night. Vengeful spirits of every kind line up for counseling, and even Lord Yama comes to ask her to buy milk tea from the human world.
Not only does Su Yaoyao count money until her hands ache, but her metaphysical cultivation also skyrockets.
Her fellow practitioners are jealous. "How did a pauper who can't even afford a magical artifact become a big shot in the metaphysical world?"
Su Yaoyao strokes the young Di Ting. "Can't help it. The Underworld has my back, so I can hold my head high!"
