My name is Jia Banxian, and people in the world call me Jia Banxian.
The daily business is to hold up the faded peach wood sword and shout to the aunts, "The sky is good, the earth is good, the gods are not good, I am the best."
Until one day when exorcising ghosts from a haunted house, I saw the real murderer burying a body.
I pretended to be calm and calculated in the air: "Brother, if your hall turns black, there will be a bloody disaster within three days!"
When the murderer fled, my legs were so weak that they were trembling: "Little Bell, help me run away!"
The reporter who always dismantled our station suddenly appeared with a camera: "Jia Banblind, you are pretending to be the same this time."
Later, the evil god's clone awakened, and the reporter was forced to join my camp.
But my cowardly pretty face partner suddenly stood in front of me: "This time, I will protect you."
And behind him was the evil god totem that was sealed in my previous life.
Concept: "When the most unreliable false goddess meets the most cowardly true evil god, a group of 'deficients', in the absurd puzzle of modern metaphysics, use the wisdom of the market, the courage of mistakes and the bond of mutual support to leverage the heavy fate and write their own redemption legend on the boundary between truth and falsehood."