As a weakling with an incredibly feeble fate, weekends are rough for Zhou Mo.
He sees all kinds of strange "things" every day, and is always worrying that he'll be dragged off to serve as a ghostly scapegoat. Then one day, a toilet ghost mocked him.
"Bro, what are you scared of? With your constitution, your fate is so weak even ghosts don't want you. Who'd drag you off to be a scapegoat?"
Then one day, Zhou Mo somehow ended up in the underworld and became a living ghost constable...
King Yama: You're too weak, kid. You can't be a ghost constable. How about this? They just opened a direct route between the underworld and the living world. Go be a driver.
Zhou Mo: ...Can't I just be a normal mortal?
King Yama: No.
And so Zhou Mo, driver of the underworld's direct-route bus, began his miserable working life.
Zhou Mo: This is really so (xia) much (si) fun (ge) for (ren).
Weak bottom x Heavenly Master top
A fun little story about ghosts and monsters. Hope you enjoy it.
