A counterpoise master is an expert in neutralizing evil spirits, suppressing resentful spirits, and dealing with strange events. As everyone in the metaphysics community knows, there are only two rules when hiring a counterpoise master: Bring your own materials, and tea is not provided.
He comes from the countryside, his quotations are as precise as weighing on a scale, and his cloth bag is washed white and is cleaner than his face.
Later, the evil god appeared and all the masters fled, only to see him squatting alone in front of the formation, cracking the abacus:
"Three kilograms of lightning-struck wood, three ounces of chicken blood... Could you please help me collect the material costs before running away?"
"After all, I never ask for tea."
The guardian beside him silently held his hand, his eyes as firm as a rock - he would only stand by his side regardless of natural disasters or man-made disasters.
The number one protected dog in the metaphysics circle - ordinary people join hands to fight against evil spirits and the world's crises.
Mission: Use wisdom and technology to resolve dangers, and rely on sincerity and love to protect each other.