I Pretended to Be Crazy for Three Years, Then My Daughter Found My Purple Taoist Robe

My name is Shen Xin'er. I used to be a cheerful, sunny girl.

Ever since three years ago, when police officers brought home a disheveled madman who claimed to be my father, everything changed.

He babbled nonsense all day and pretended to be possessed, constantly doing terrifying things around the house.

Sometimes, halfway through watching TV, you'd realize it wasn't even plugged in.

Sometimes, he'd livestream alone for hours, and viewers would keep asking who was standing beside him.

And there was something even more terrifying: our house seemed to be alive. It could bleed.

After three years of living in constant fear, I finally couldn't take it anymore on my eighteenth birthday.

I called in a ghost-hunting master to summon my father's soul.

My name is Chen Guodong. I'm a half-baked Taoist priest who knows a trick or two.

One day, someone offered me a huge sum to hunt a ghost. I thought I was in for a fortune.

But the moment I stepped inside, I was stunned.

The whole house was full of evil spirits, and the weakest one was an S-rank monster capable of destroying a city!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.