Exorcising Demons in the American Horror Story World: I Inherited a Taoist Temple from the Start

When Lin Zhengxie receives his grandfather's will, his master is berating him: “Since the founding of the country, where in China have you even found any real ghosts to catch?”

But when he inherits a Taoist temple in New York's Chinatown, he discovers the streets are crawling with demons and monsters, like an exhibition hall for horror films.

The Warrens are helpless against the Perron family's evil spirit, so he scatters a formation of glutinous rice and copper coins. “Are Western exorcists always this gentle?”

The night he seals away Annabelle, demon worshippers slaughter everyone at the temple. “What business does an Eastern Taoist priest have meddling in Hell's affairs?”

Lorraine Warren hands him the key to the Warren Occult Museum. “We need your Maoshan arts, Lin.”

As a fissure to Hell tears open above the Statue of Liberty, Lin Zhengxie polishes his family's ancestral lightning-struck wooden sword.

“Good and evil stand opposed, locked in battle for life. Grandpa, this saying finally fits in America.”