This person who has been proficient in the metaphysics of the Yi Jing and Bagua since ancient times has never been as hungry as Bai Yueheng. He wears baggy clothes all day long like a little beggar, and insists that this is the American West Coast style.
One day, I accidentally broke my heart and broke an antique vase that was said to be from the Qianlong period. I was so frightened that I lost my mind. I cried out with snot and tears: "Brother, why don't you sell me? My organs are very useful and I have never had any surgery or illness!"
The eldest brother pushed her away with disgust and asked, "Can you catch ghosts? How much is your salary?"
Bai Yueheng stopped looking aggrieved and said: "1,000 yuan."
The eldest brother frowned: "One hour?"
Bai Yueheng guessed that something must be wrong with his eldest brother. He wanted to trick him, but he seemed to have said it before, so he said carefully: "No, I am called a sleep tester in the haunted house. Brothers give me face, 1,000 a night, but others don't get this treatment!"
The eldest brother was a little suspicious: "So low?"
So Bai Yueheng got on the pirate ship. Later, when he learned that this eldest brother was Song Fusang, CEO of a famous game company, he felt that he might make a lot of money this time!
But how could Song Fusang be so kind? From the first time he met Bai Yueheng, he regarded him as his prey.
When Bai Yueheng found out, he sneered, prey? As the saying goes, the best hunters often appear as prey.
This is a story about the ghost hunter Ye Luzi and the game master who lacks everything but money to attract ghosts. This is a story about the constant changing of identities between the prey and the hunter, each with their own hidden agendas.
Intention: No matter how time and space turn, no matter the vicissitudes of life, the people who should be met will always be met.
