By day, down-and-out Daoist Lu Xuande treats rheumatism with acupuncture. By night, he leads ghost soldiers to the underworld to register and hunt ghosts. Medium and baker Bai Xiyin suffers spiritual backlash, leaving her soul stained with Cthulhu ice crystals. When the two meet, secrets of the Three Realms erupt:
The Celestial Court’s Thunder God switches careers to deliver takeout, while Buddhist arhats livestream to earn merit;
Meng Po’s soup in the underworld becomes a trendy milk tea, and the SCP Foundation assigns a containment number to acupuncture needles;
Cthulhu cultists lurk in hospitals, offering tentacle-based cosmetic surgery, while Backrooms wanderers transmigrate between levels at delivery depots.
When financial warfare shorts the Jade Emperor’s incense offerings and code-based exorcisms outperform scripture chanting, the silver needles of Chinese and Western medicine beat the ancient gods senseless, while an oven seals away the Old Ones. And the source of it all turns out to be the keyboard of a struggling writer
With their health insurance cards, they charge through the Southern Heavenly Gate, fighting their way through cybernetic Fengdu between Yellow-Clad Deliverers and electronic tribulations.
Hurry up and write [send your heart][send your heart][send your heart]