Global Cataclysm: I, the Daoist Master, Have Become...

Dark clouds kept gathering over Tianhe City. At first, people thought it was just an ordinary downpour. Until... “Little Taoist Yang! There are ghosts in the village!” “Ghosts? What are you talking about? Believe in science.” “Last night, Auntie Li’s husband was sucked dry by a ghost!” By the time you read this letter, I’ll already be dead. The merit box is full of money paid to buy my life. You have to stay alive...