I Can No Longer Hide My Identity as a Ghost-Hunting Taoist Master

I swear, all I ever wanted was to be a security guard,

But who could have guessed the hotel where I got hired was built where yin and yang meet?

At three in the morning on the fifteenth of every month, the gods keep away, the worlds of yin and yang connect, and evil spirits run rampant.

I can no longer hide that I'm a ghost hunter...