I was a Little Blind One, and I met an Old Swindler.
To keep ourselves fed, the two of us pretended to be Daoist priests, making a living by conning our way into wealthy households.
That day, the General’s Mansion put up a notice seeking someone with profound magical power to enter the estate and catch a ghost.
The two of us gritted our teeth and immediately decided to go big or go home!
Who would have thought that, inside the General’s Mansion, more people died with each passing day?
Oh my god. There really was a ghost.
The Old Swindler trembled as he shielded me behind him.
The malicious ghost’s shriek pierced our eardrums.
Silently, I formed a hand seal. “Gather the baleful qi of heaven and earth, thunder descend!!”
Old Swindler: “??? Wait, you actually know how?!”
