Lin Wushuang was a big shot in the immortal sect. After a lifetime of killing, scheming, and fighting, she'd had enough. Hoping to lie flat in her next life, she chose a carefree profession...
Unexpectedly, she transmigrated into the body of a beggar woman on Temple Street.
Temple Street in the 1970s was a mess, crawling with gangsters. She was penniless and bullied, and drooled at the sight of a one-dollar bowl of shark fin soup.
What could she do with the spiritual power she'd brought from the world of immortals?
She decided to start her retirement by eating a bowl of shark fin soup, and set up a fortune-telling sign on Temple Street: "One reading a day, ten dollars per reading."
She wouldn't fight with anyone. She'd just earn a little money. With that laid-back attitude, Lin Wushuang took up the business of solving cases with metaphysics.
A poor man's daughter had been missing for ages, and even the police station couldn't find her. Lin Wushuang used some stones to divine the answer, muttered a few words, pointed a finger, and said, "Your daughter is..."
The son of Temple Street's local kingpin had contracted a strange illness. Nothing worked, and his whole body was convulsing. Lin Wushuang came over to provide her "services," recited a hand-seal mantra, and chanted, "Onward, soldiers, those who fight, all array and march!"
Cured in no time!
A wealthy heiress rolled her eyes back as if possessed by a demon. Her family sought out every famous doctor and celestial master in Hong Kong, but no one could cure her. Then one day, the heiress's mother knelt before Lin Wushuang. "Please save my daughter!"
Who would have thought that Lin Wushuang would not only get to eat the bowl of shark fin soup she'd been dreaming of and solve her food and shelter problems, but would also become famous throughout Hong Kong thanks to her uncanny case-solving skills?
Famous reporters flocked to interview her. "Master, do you remember the happiest moment of your life?"
Lin Wushuang replied, "Oh, that bowl of shark fin soup."
Reporter: "And do you have any regrets?"
Lin Wushuang smiled. "Solving cases."
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When Lin Wushuang was disguised as a man and living on the streets, longing for a bowl of shark fin soup, Wen Xun secretly paid for it.
She had a warm, sunny constitution, while Wen Xun was extremely sensitive to cold.
He gently came close and stroked her head.
On a bitterly cold day, she was forced by a powerful villain to marry him.
When Wen Xun appeared again, he stood on a frosty sword, ethereal as an immortal. In an instant, the sky darkened and swords flashed. It turned out he, too, had transmigrated from the world of immortals.
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