“In prosperous times, monks open their doors to collect offerings, while Taoists descend the mountain to root out evil in troubled times. In troubled times, monks shut themselves away to chant sutras, while Taoists retreat to cultivate the Way in prosperous times.”
I summoned thunder to die for my country, but the Howling Celestial Dog awakened me from the cycle of reincarnation.
He gave me a second life.
Decades later, in the city, demons roam beneath the neon lights, and office towers teem with ghosts.
The Taoist arts of old have been lost, so I can only take up a new legacy.
With a dog's way, I sniff out the disguises of the Three Realms; with a dog's loyalty, I uphold the righteous path of the human world once more.
Don't ask why I'm always wandering street corners late at night. I'm just... patrolling my turf.
Please give me a good review and say thank you to everyone on behalf of Taoist Gan.