Starting Pinduoduo in a World of Folk Tales

Xu Tianze woke up one day to find himself in a whole new world.

As the saying goes, even the fiercest tiger does not eat its cubs. But a changgui is different: it seems to specialize in luring its own family members to be eaten by tigers.

Somehow, Xu Tianze had become one such victim, inhabiting the body of a child who had been tricked into a tiger’s den and scared half to death by the beast.

Worse still, although his golden finger had finally arrived, it was the particularly useless kind.

As a transmigrator, where was he supposed to find someone he knew to split the bill with?

After thinking it over for a long time, Xu Tianze gazed at the changgui that had once been his predecessor’s father.

Well, surely his own father counted as a close enough connection?

Many years later, after the father’s death and the son’s joyous survival...

A scholar, a beauty, a wedding night. The scholar in his blue robe told the beauty before him a story from his childhood.

“My father came to his senses and remembered the bond between father and son. He gave his life for me, and that was how I escaped with my life.”

At this, the scholar sighed softly. “Perhaps my father saved me so that I could meet you today, my dear.”

The beauty blushed, her eyes as limpid as autumn water. “Husband, it is late. Allow me to help you rest.”

As she spoke, the beauty slowly removed her red wedding gown, as if it had been dyed in human blood. Then she peeled away her skin, as white as jade, revealing a ghastly, eight-foot-tall figure with a blue face and fangs.

“Ah!” The scholar looked at the painted-skin demon, whose arm was thicker than his waist, and his expression darkened. “My dear, you’re in such a hurry. I’ll send you to paradise right now.”

Xu Tianze, playing with the strange jigsaw weapon, a skinning knife, had just stepped outside when he found the whole house full of evil spirits. He grinned. “What a coincidence! All my in-laws are here. I’m a frail scholar, and I happen to be short a piece of clothing.”