I, Jigong, Am a Half-Immortal in the Teahouse

On Yulin Road in Chengdu, there is a strange teahouse. The boss, Li Xiaoji, looks like a street kid and speaks like salt and pepper. He said: "Tea money is given only to those who are destined to be together." So—— The insomniac programmer fell asleep listening to him reading the code; The rebellious boy was convinced by his solo and got into the top ten; Plastic surgery influencers double their followers after removing their makeup here; The urban management team leader is here to find his lost mother... Until that day, a century-old blackbird spirit knocked on the door: "Li Banxian, please ferry me." Li Xiaoji shook his cattail leaf fan: "To cross the demon? You have to pay more."