I Won’t Call a Taoist Priest, So Don’t Call the Police

With the spiritual qi revival, demons and monsters are everywhere, so Lin Mo chooses to keep his head down and survive. Three years later, even his television finally starts acting up. A figure crawls out of it, with long hair reaching her waist. Lin Mo thinks, “I’m done for. It’s Sadako.” But then the figure stands up, revealing a pair of impossibly long legs, pale as snow and glowing. She looks up, her exquisite face beautiful enough to drain all color from the world. Lin Mo is stunned. Well... she’s so beautiful, I wouldn’t mind even if she were a ghost! He swallows, rubs his hands together, and says: “Let’s get one thing straight: I won’t call a Taoist priest, and you won’t call the police.”