Wen Xian is the heir to Cangyun Temple. Before taking over, he has to go down the mountain and undergo a period of ascetic training.
He's broke, so he works part-time while laying ghosts to rest.
One day, a friend who delivers takeout with him recommends a job: moving corpses at a morgue overnight, for 1,800 yuan a shift.
His friend asks, "Scared?"
Wen Xian's eyes light up. "Scared? That's a thing?"
Those corpses aren't scary. They're mute brothers who are practically handing me money. Even if one sits up, I'll just sing it back to sleep.
And just like that, he lands the job.
On his very first night, a corpse sits up.
A man and a corpse stare at each other. Wen Xian starts chanting to lay it to rest: "Sleep... sleep... my dear brother..."
The corpse curls its lips into a smile and makes him fall asleep instead.
When Wen Xian wakes up, the corpse is gone.
All that's left beside him is a note: You sing very well. Don't sing again.
Wen Xian: "..."
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The first time Wen Xian tried to catch a ghost in the morgue, Wu Bei, who was pretending to be a corpse, beat him to it. The second time, at a banquet, Wu Bei beat him to it again.
The sixth time they cross paths, Wu Bei teases him, "You never want to work with me."
That bastard is twisting the truth. Every time, he's the one who strikes first.
Wen Xian sneers. "Work with you? As if!"
Hearing this, Wu Bei bursts out laughing and turns to the evil ghost in the room. "Hey, what do you think?"
The ghost looks terrified: "..." It frantically shakes its head.jpg
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One day, the old abbot of Cangyun Temple leads a group of disciples to the traditional culture exchange meeting held once every four years, where they run into the Wu family.
The Wu family is a martial arts clan, with deep ancestral ties to Cangyun Temple.
The old abbot says, "Xian, come here. Let me introduce you. This is the current head of the Wu family, Wu Bei. He's also the president of the Paranormal Investigation Association. By rights, you should call him Senior Brother."
Wu Bei smiles warmly. "Good to meet you, Junior Brother."
Wen Xian grits his teeth. "..." Damn it, whose senior brother keeps stealing his ghosts?
That night, Wu Bei is stopped outside the shabby room.
The person outside patiently coaxes him. "Xianxian, I'm sorry. I was worried you'd get tired."
Theme: Fate brings people together
