[Serious Version]
In the mortal world, there are countless faces and fates. Some watch others die without lifting a finger, some heal the sick and save lives, some fall into the mortal realm, and some temper their bones to attain the Dao.
Those born with a gift for physiognomy may achieve the Great Dao, or descend into the Eighteenth Level of Hell.
She is neither.
She enters the game with her own life, searching for one truth.
[Not-So-Serious Version]
Tao Xi has only ever cared about two things: making money and saving money.
When she returns to the capital after finishing her studies, her childhood sweetheart, the stingiest man in the city, comes knocking. He has 17 deal-hunting groups, can haggle group purchases down to the price per pound, and rents a wedding car for only half a day.
Lu Xiao: "Let's open a shop together. Split it fifty-fifty."
Tao Xi: "Forty-sixty. I get sixty."
Lu Xiao: "...Deal."
The Guizhen Pavilion reopens. By day, she reads faces, wards off bad luck, and predicts marriages. By night, she carries a lantern while he wields a ruler, and together they deal with things that can't be erased from the ledger.
Tao Xi: "You're a businessman. Are you afraid of ghosts?"
Lu Xiao: "Yes."
Tao Xi: "Then why follow me?"
Lu Xiao: "Ghosts don't reimburse expenses. They don't spend money."
[Feel-Good Paranormal Fantasy] [Penny-Pinching Ghost x Miserly Iron Rooster] [Childhood Sweethearts Who Pinch Every Penny] [Bickering Couple, Growing Together]
