Starting Mental Hospital: Master Teaches Me the Art of Controlling Ghosts

Fellow Taoist, please stay. I see that your bones are so delicate... Stop it, stop it, are you trying to say that I will wear a yellow robe in the future? How do you know? Of course I know, if this isn't a mental hospital. Li Chujiu squatted on the ground and drew circles with a sad look on his face... Come on, good disciple, it doesn't matter, everyone in the world is drunk and I'm awake alone, I'll teach you the ghost skills as my teacher This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.