An Rugu just graduated from university and returned to her small, mountain village to inherit a rundown Daoist temple. The Daoist temple is simple and solemn, but there are no visitors, and there is no money for incense. She heard that doing livestreams can earn money, so she decided to give it a try. But her livestream isn’t singing and dancing—she tells fortunes. —————— A divination livestream appeared on the Shark streaming platform, and the netizens who saw it dismissed it at first. [It’s 2021, and there are still people who practice feudal superstition.] [Look at you, you scam artist.] But soon enough, the comments changed completely. [Ah, master, you said my head was a little green, and my boyfriend who has been with me for ten years really cheated on me!] [Master, you said that I was facing a bloody disaster. Thank you, master, for saving my life.] After becoming popular, An Rugu somehow took over the task of promoting the Netherworld and became its spokesperson to the living. Livestream divination to the living during the day—live attraction for ghosts at night. [My grandpa came to me in a dream and told me to burn more paper money, so he can reward the streamer with dream money. Damn, the Netherworld really exists?!”] [F*ck! The thief cried and returned the money to me after seeing the appearance of Hell in the livestream. He said he doesn’t want to go to Hell in the future.] ————— Slice of life—except that An Rugu’s daily life consists of livestream divinations, conversing with denizens of the Netherworld, and running a halfway home for ghosts who don’t want to reincarnate yet. Oh, and she also manages a small Daoist temple atop a pretty mountain with a magnificent view of the sky, rising through the clouds.