The old folks always say that a person's fate is decided by Heaven. I think the guy who wrote mine must have been drinking counterfeit liquor.
Other people graduate from college, put on a suit, marry a beautiful rich woman, and reach the pinnacle of success.
I graduated from college, crawled back to my hometown in Northeast China, and inherited my grandpa's near-bankrupt shroud shop, a beat-up suitcase, and... a whole house full of lonely ghosts waiting to be reborn who haggle with me every day.
Exorcise ghosts? Fight with magic? Do Heaven's bidding?
Give me a break. My name's Li Qiming, and I'm a folk soul guide with pockets emptier than my face. My only wish is to get that immortal fox auntie, who keeps using my phone to shop on Taobao, to leave so I can enjoy a few peaceful days of normal life.
But once you cross certain thresholds, there's no going back.
