My name is Liu Quan, a native of Shandong, 87 years old, and I am 30 years old this year.

If I use my human identity, my profession is the owner of the tea house in the grass and trees. In addition to selling some tea and refreshments every day, there are also stories to some bored people to make everyone happy, and deceive the officials to give rewards.

To put it more accurately, I'm actually a psychic.

What is a psychic? There are many qualities of psychics that cannot be explained in a few words, if I have to say it, it is that I have the aura of attracting demons and monsters and spirits, and the blood that is suitable for their cultivation flows, and for this reason of interest, they will all meet me.

This will be very puzzling, the average protagonist will have some unusual talents, and they all have shiny golden fingers. But what about me? Is it better for a fairy to make my trait taste better?

Don't hide it from everyone, it's really like this, it's really not a good errand, the sky never messes with pies, and that kind of thing that picks up treasures can appear in other places, but it will never happen to me.

What happened to me was more like a curse, a curse that haunted me all my life. It's just that after a long time, I slowly fell in love with it.

I am a messenger who travels in all walks of life, and my duty is to paint the world as it is, and I don't want everyone in the world to believe and understand, this is a small-scale activity, as long as I can find the next psychic, I am also meritorious.

Actually, I can't fully explain myself, which would probably take a whole book to explain. Or maybe in the end, I won't be able to fully show it to everyone.

Before that, what I can do is to tell you why this herb tea house behind me came about, after all, this is my own thing, and it is something I can explain clearly.

Ten years ago, I didn't know my identity, I was an unknown young man, drifting north for a few years, finding nothing, and having no choice but to go home to make a living.

On the occasion of the anniversary of my alma mater, I went back to the university in Zibo with a few old friends and walked around several scenic spots in Zibo.

It was at a house that I met another psychic, and at that moment the trajectory of my life changed completely, and the world began to turn upside down.

If you're interested, you can flip back, and in a certain volume I may have written about that story.

The psychic gave me a lot of money to choose a profession that could maintain my normal life, no matter what I was, I had to support my family first, and only by solving the basic life first, could I have the energy to do what a psychic should do.

I love to drink tea and tell stories, so this tea house came into being.

Some psychics have their own chats,

Some psychics have their own Dream Creek

Some psychics have their own reading micro-grass hall.

And I, I have my grass and trees.