The cursed symbiosis of the bad luck-ridden wealth-obsessed exorcist × the mysterious collector of immortality
Copywriting: The living room of a community house was swallowed up by black turbid gas. There was an exquisite palm-sized mahogany box on the ground, with a peach blossom pattern engraved on the lid.
His long fingers covered the lid and he recited a string of spells.
Then the black gas seemed to be stimulated by something, and rushed into the box.
After all the gas was sucked in, Nanyan immediately closed the lid and affixed a yellow charm.
He curled his lips proudly and turned his eyes to the people watching at the door. The people who came to the door to watch onlookers gave way one after another.
Intention: Prosperity and Strength