All the Customers in the Shop Are Immortals

The Immortal Lord, who overturned his car during a catastrophe, lived in the mortal world and opened an inconspicuous grocery store in an old neighborhood. The first floor of the shelf is filled with snacks, tobacco and alcohol to fool ordinary people, while the second floor is filled with elixirs, magic weapons, and talismans, and a shielding circle is set up so that ordinary people can't see it at all. The customers who come to the store all have shocking identities: the chess player next door is demoted to the world of chess, the aloof female CEO has been haunted by a centuries-old evil spirit, the boy after school has an innate Taoist fetus, and even the underworld judge sneaks in to buy evil spirits. Others only think that I am a dawdling shop owner, but they don't know that all the powerful people from the three realms crowd into my cheap stall to buy fairy goods.