"Only 88,000 yuan for full payment, drive a Porsche Panamera home. Brother, here's the big green book, this car is yours from now on."

I handed the large green booklet to the man named Wang Tao in front of me, and then confirmed it again.

"Let me confirm with you one more time, this car has spirit rings, a five-ring spirit king, are you sure you want it?"

"Don't worry! Even if you killed one of them and threw them in the back seat, I'd still take the Panamera for 88,000. I've never believed in any ghosts or gods."

Wang Tao was a middle-aged man in his forties, bald, wearing a large gold chain, and had tattoos, but I couldn't see what they were because of his clothes.

"Alright! Then I wish you a safe journey once the car door is closed, and may your engine bring you riches!"

Watching Wang Tao's car drive away so casually, the corner of my mouth twitched involuntarily.

"It actually sold! I replaced the steering wheel with one made of wood struck by lightning, and I also put some yellow talismans in the car. That should keep it in check."

My name is Qiao Qingkong, and I am someone who should have died long ago.

My surname is Qiao, which is my mother's surname. My mother was a college student, but she was trafficked to an extremely remote mountain village.

The person who bought her was also my biological father. His name was Zhao Yaozu, and everyone in the village called him Er Gou (Second Dog).

The mother escaped many times, but each time she was caught by her biological father and subjected to repeated beatings, but she refused to give in.

So the biological father dug a cellar and locked the mother inside with a dog chain.

As time went by, the mother's belly grew bigger day by day, and her temper became much gentler.

The villagers all thought that the mother had given in, and the biological father thought so too, so they relaxed their watch over her. Although they still didn't let her leave the cellar, they no longer chained her up.

Just as the biological father was filled with anticipation and preparing to welcome the day he would become a father, the mother committed suicide.

She stained her clothes reddish-brown with her own blood, and then hanged herself in the cellar with the iron chain that had been used to tie her up.

But it was at this very moment that I was born!

The baby's cries attracted the attention of the villagers, who quickly ran over with torches, but the sight inside the cellar terrified them.

The mother was dressed in blood-stained clothes, her once fair face had turned ashen, her expression was distorted, her tongue was sticking out, and her eyes were wide open, staring intently at the villagers, her eyes filled with resentment.

Looking at me hanging in mid-air by the umbilical cord, an elderly man in the village who knew a lot said to my biological father with a worried expression.

“Ergou, although your child is a boy, he came from a dead person’s womb. He’s a child born of the dead, and he’s no good! If you ask me, beat him to death, and then drag him and his mother to the back mountain to be buried! Otherwise, he will bring disaster to the village!”

When the villagers heard that I would bring disaster to the village, they quickly urged my father to beat me to death.

The biological father gritted his teeth, then made up his mind and turned around to pick up a hoe used for tilling the land.

"Don't worry, everyone. Although I, Er Gou, am not some kind of upright man, I would never do anything to harm the village. If I lose my wife and children, I can just buy another one. Today, I, Er Gou, will put righteousness before family!"

After saying that, my biological father picked up a hoe and was about to smash me to death on the spot.

"stop!"

Just then, a loud shout came from outside the door, and then an old man of about fifty years old pushed through the crowd and rushed in.

The biological father glanced at the old man, then frowned suspiciously.

"You look unfamiliar. You're not from our village, are you?"

"Er Gou, don't be rude! This is Guo Banxian! After your third uncle passed away, his body didn't decompose and even grew white hair. Fortunately, Guo Banxian was there to help him get buried!" The old man scolded his biological father.

Guo Banxian ignored his biological father and walked to his mother's body, then shook his head.

"This is truly a terrible sin."

He looked up at the sky again, then muttered to himself.

"In the year of Ji Si, the month of Bing Zi, the day of Jia Yin, at exactly Mao hour, a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour, a pregnant woman dressed in red hanged herself. This girl wanted to create a 'mother-child curse,' wiping out your entire village..."

The villagers panicked immediately upon hearing this. They had great faith in Guo Banxian and immediately knelt down to beg him to save them.

“Originally, everyone in your village was doomed to die. Fortunately, this baby was born by sheer coincidence. Otherwise, even I wouldn’t have been able to handle it. After all, your village owes her. Perhaps this is fate.”

Guo Banxian got some scissors and cotton cloth, cut the umbilical cord, picked me up, and then cast a spell to seal the entire cellar.

"The only one who can appease a mother's resentment is her child. My seal can only last for twenty years. During these twenty years, you must make offerings every day, sincerely repent to her, and do your best to appease her resentment. After twenty years, her child will return to the village. As for your fate... it can only be left to fate!"

After Guo Banxian finished speaking, he took me, who had just been born, and left the village.

In the days that followed, Master Guo became my Old Man Guo. I grew up day by day under his care, and when I was six years old, he began to teach me to read and write.

After I learned to read, I started calling him Old Man Guo. He began to teach me all sorts of feng shui techniques, which covered a wide range of subjects, including numerology, geomancy, medicine, divination, Qimen Dunjia, astrology, and so on. The complexity of those things tormented me greatly when I was young.

But Old Guo showed no sympathy for me. Instead, he spurred me on to study even more rigorously, saying that if I didn't want to die young, I had to master all his skills as soon as possible, and even surpass him.

Under the earnest guidance of Old Man Guo, I lived a healthy and peaceful life until I was eighteen.

But the day before I was to turn 18, Old Man Guo suddenly called me over and gave me a key and an address, telling me to go to the city and find a man named Li Datou. He said that I could only come back if I could return.

I asked him why he suddenly wanted to send me down the mountain, but Old Man Guo shook his head and ignored me, muttering something about a seal.

Seeing that I couldn't get any answers from him, I had no choice but to obediently go down the mountain. It's always been like this since I was a child. If the old man wants to tell me something, he will tell me himself. If he doesn't want to tell me something, there's no use asking. If I ask too much, he will punish me by making me copy books.

From childhood to adulthood, I spent my time with Old Man Guo on that unnamed mountain learning feng shui. After coming down the mountain, everything in the city was new to me, and it broadened my horizons.

Fortunately, with the internet so readily available, I haven't become too disconnected from society thanks to the secondhand smartphone that Mr. Guo gave me.

Soon, guided by a kind-hearted older woman, I arrived at the address written on Old Guo's note—Da Tou Car Dealership.

But as soon as I stepped into the car dealership, I noticed something was wrong. The yin energy inside was terrifyingly heavy; it felt like stepping into the underworld.

I quickly opened my Yin-Yang Eyes using the method Old Man Guo taught me, but as soon as I saw it, cold sweat poured down my forehead. There were pale, distorted human faces floating on the cars in this car dealership!