My name is Wei Jinchao, though people call me the Nine-Coin Daoist. I value money above all else and firmly believe that "with enough cash, even ghosts turn to ash." I made a name for myself in the feng shui world with the Daoist arts passed down through my family, and considered myself highly skilled. But recently, the Eight Trigrams mirror my family had inherited led me to a bizarre wedding where I wasn't paid a single cent. The groom was made of bone, the bride of skin, and I was about to become their witness.
1: Unexpected Fortune, Ominous Signs
My name is Wei Jinchao, though people call me the Nine-Coin Daoist. In the villa of Mr. Wang, a businessman in the west of the city, a sinister aura was coiled around the "wealth-gathering bowl" he'd paid a fortune to acquire. My fingertips
