On my eighteenth birthday, I returned to the wealthy Shen family.
What greeted me was not the reunion dinner, but the fainting of the fake daughter and the shattering of the Buddha statue.
"This child's life is too tough and will bring down the whole family!"
My adoptive mother cried and begged me: "Zhiyi, please go live in an old house in the country for two years to avoid bad luck."
I looked at the green-faced kid lying on top of the fake daughter's head and said calmly:
"The substitute ghost you raised is about to bite me back."
"It won't last until twelve o'clock tonight at most."
That night, the fake daughter found eighteen masters to exorcise the evil spirits, and when I was about to die, I activated the [Underworld Final Judgment APP] on my phone.
After that, I went from being a real daughter to being the only judge in the underworld.
The wealthy family begged me to go back? It's late.
I am now a staff member of the underworld, with good benefits, including five insurances and one housing fund (Yin De).
Want me to do something?
Yes, according to the laws of the underworld, queue up and call your number.
