Lin Fan swore before the tablets of the Three Pure Ones that he was no street loafer!
Sure, he was unemployed, in debt, crouched by the road chewing on steamed buns, and getting chased around by thugs...
Then one day, he unexpectedly inherited the true teachings of Taoism. A long-winded old spirit took up residence in his head, and a timid, beautiful female ghost started following him around...
Maybe his luck was finally turning?
But he couldn’t afford yellow paper for talismans, so he had to use printer paper. He couldn’t find a spiritual leyline for cultivation, so he had to make do with a rat hole. And when he tried to guide the dead to the afterlife, it turned out his service came with after-sales support...
How was this immortal life somehow even worse than before?!
To pay rent, settle his debts, and buy cinnabar, Lin Fan had no choice but to drum up business:
Help an old lady find her cat, help a policewoman solve cases, help female ghosts move on, and teach a few clueless thugs a lesson along the way...
Though everything went sideways and the results were questionable, Lin Fan was having a great time.
Until a mysterious heretic appeared and buried secrets came to light...
Lin Fan felt the crumpled talismans in his pocket and glanced at the little female ghost, who was gradually taking shape beside him.
“Old man, looks like we’ve finally reached the end of the road as street loafers...”
“Hmph. About time!” The spirit agreed for the Nth time that day, a rare occurrence.
This is a hilarious, action-packed coming-of-age story about a street loafer forced (and more than happy) to become a ferryman for the dead in the city: a rascal with a good heart, poor but never short on ambition!
