Shen Qi was raised by her grandmother from an early age and learned the superb paper-tying craft.
On the day my grandma passed away, the paper figurine she put on the mourning hall seemed to have opened its eyes under the candlelight.
Since then, there are always people knocking on her door every midnight - family members who have just lost their loved ones begging her to be a substitute to express their condolences, desperate people begging her to set up traps to prevent disasters, and agents with special credentials coming to her to "assist in investigations."
Only then did Shen Qi realize that grandma was not an ordinary paper maker, but a "yin and yang craftsman" who specialized in using folk crafts to solve strange cases and soothe people's hearts.
And she is the only heir.
"I'm just a paper maker, not a detective."
——Shen Qi looked at the long queue of clients at the door, sighed, and silently picked up the bamboo strips.
