The Immortal's Broken Rescue Plan

My name is Yi Ming, and I am an immortal. My biggest dream is to lie in my antique shop "Qixinju", basking in the sun, and displaying junk until the end of time. Until I picked up a cat named Mo Yu - not only could it talk, but it also instantly became my immediate boss. "Slave!" It often squats on the "Yongle Dian" and points its tail at my nose. "The water ghost in the East Street is working overtime and crying about the congestion of the river. The mirror demon in the West City is about to be depressed because it always sees the evil in people's hearts - this is the world you manage? Doesn't your conscience hurt!" I tried to explain that I was just a mediocre junkie. But my teammates disagreed: The book spirit calmly announced from the side: "According to the third volume of "Netherworld Chronicles", the last immortal who tried to turn a blind eye to the resentful spirits has been written into the negative teaching materials and will be infamy for thousands of years." Brother Monkey (yes, that Monkey Brother) in charge of combat force threw the stick on the coffee table: "To fight, or not to fight? Tell me something!" (He is actually a pacifist, but his voice is a little louder) As a result, my painting style completely went astray All in all, the world shouldn't be like this. I have to make it good enough so that I and everyone else in the world can enjoy messing around.