Exorcist of the Black Soil: The Northeast's Mightiest Shaman

Set up a shrine, open the horse’s path, break the locked gate

When a weasel spirit haunted a home, I used mind-reading to find the sinister aura in the chicken coop;

When a leaking ancestral grave soaked the coffin, I read the dragon’s veins and chose a burial site on living earth, saving an old man who was coughing blood;

On the night we prayed to the stars, all seven oil lamps lit at once, and I snatched a terminal lung cancer patient’s life right out of the King of Hell’s hands;

A city businessman came with fifty thousand yuan, asking me to pick lottery numbers. I swept the altar aside: “The secrets of heaven must not be revealed, and the rules must not be broken. Your money is dirty!”

Hu Tianlong guards the shrine, Huang Tianba scouts ahead, Chang Xian detects evil, Bai Xian protects, and Hui Xian tracks

The fox spirit shrine on the black soil doesn’t care how rich you are. It cares whether you’ve been wronged and whether you’re in trouble.

If evil spirits haunt you, old grudges hold you back, or fate has dealt you a bad hand, come find me, Zhang Tiezhu, in the snowy Northeast!

When the three incense sticks burn down, either the evil spirits will disperse, or I’ll fight to the bitter end alongside the immortals

The rule for us spirit mediums is to protect the peace of the human world and uphold our conscience!