My Years as a Yin Messenger

The underworld is swarming with evil spirits, and its agents are among the most vital figures there, keeping the balance between the living and the dead. I was an ordinary office worker in the city, but after I died, I was lucky enough to become an underworld agent and escape suffering. Gradually, though, I realized that becoming an agent was somehow even worse than suffering in Hell, despite getting a cool, aloof female partner along the way. The Three Lives Stone went berserk, demons ran amok, thousands of ghosts escaped from prison, the Ghost King of Fengdu appeared, and the depths of the netherworld stirred. Ever since I became an underworld agent, all these things have happened for no apparent reason, leaving me completely unprepared. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have come down to the mortal world in the first place. Actually, I wouldn’t have become an underworld agent.