Rule Horror: I Use Tax Law to Take on Ghosts at the Tax Bureau

Shen Que is a Level Three Principal Officer at the Tax Inspection Bureau. After eight years on the job, he's seen countless sets of cooked books.

Then he came across a voucher:

Debit: Accounts Receivable - Underworld Branch 5,000,000.00

Credit: Main Business Revenue - Funeral Services 5,000,000.00

The attached document bore the seal of the Underworld's Finance Department, stamped with a bloody fingerprint. The accountant said the boss was just joking around, but the boss had been dead for three years, and the company was still filing taxes.

Then a text message arrived on his phone: Your party has violated Article 3, Clause 2 of the Bilateral Tax Agreement between the Yin and Yang realms. Return the voucher within 24 hours or face forced liquidation.

Shen Que sneered. "I'm an inspector of the living world. I only recognize tax law."

Then he discovered that his remaining lifespan had been allocated to this account: thirty days left on the countdown.

Fine. If you won't recognize tax law, I will.

This entry won't make it into an audit report.

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