Tomb Raiding: An Underworld Civil Servant Hunts Down Escaped Tomb Dwellers

Lin Chuyi fell into a fissure in the Kunlun Mountains. When he woke up, he had become an officially registered underworld constable.

The City God himself issued an arrest warrant: At Wu Shan Ju in Hangzhou, an evil Warring States ghost was attached to a silk manuscript. It had been on the run for over two thousand years. Capture it immediately and bring it to justice.

Wearing a black long gown, he walked into the antique shop and saw a young man staring blankly at a stack of rubbings.

"There's a ghost crouching on the rubbing in your arms."

Wu Xie was stunned. "Taoist priest, how do you know?"

"I'm not a Taoist."

"Then what are you?"

Lin Chuyi fell silent for a moment. "A ghost catcher."

In the Lu Prince's Tomb, Fatty was running all over the place with a clay pot on his head, chased by corpse beetles. He looked up and saw a young man in black flick a black chain from his hand, dragging a howling shadow out of a coffin.

"Holy crap! What the hell is this guy?!"

Xiao Ge glanced at Lin Chuyi, then looked at the underworld constable's seal on his wrist. He said nothing.

From the Lu Prince's Tomb to the depths of the Xisha Sea, from the Cloud-top Palace to the Snake Marsh Ghost City.

The Iron Triangle raided tombs, while Lin Chuyi hunted down evil ghosts.

Fatty: "Chuyi, are you even human?"

You tell me.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.