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I was unemployed, in arrears with my rent, and had an old man pouring wind oil essence into my facial cleanser. I thought this was the bottom of my life-until I met the master who defrauded me of fifty yuan to exorcise ghosts, and also maxed out five of my credit cards to buy IQ tax. ? "Disciple, don't panic!" He assured with a pat on his chest, "Follow Master to catch ghosts. If nothing works, start a live broadcast of metaphysics! Earning over 10,000 yuan a month is not a dream!" ? I believed it. Then what? Beaten to despair by the female ghost. Aggressive fans, difficult family members, unscrupulous deceased people, ghosts who stretched out their claws and threatened to kill themselves... When will this end? Until one time, I went to exorcise ghosts again and again. Just when I was about to explain this, my body immediately shone brightly... The female ghost was directly repulsed... I widened my eyes in hindsight: Damn it, did you really learn something real from me? Could it be that my master is really an expert in this world?