[This story is an imaginary world and is purely fictitious]
[No system + no heroine + weird folklore + suspense + no big reason]
Li Dalong, a blind Taoist priest from the Yinxian Temple in Qingfeng Mountain.
Other people's Taoist priests paint talismans, chant incantations, and wield mahogany swords, but him? A military coat paired with a wine gourd specializes in treating all kinds of gaudy dissatisfaction!
Huangpizi making a scene in the middle of the night? The backhand is a big dick: "Look at your shame, you look like a human or a god? You look like the two idiots next door to me!"
The feng shui of the ancestral tomb was changed, and the descendants went crazy and called themselves me? Kicking open the door of the ancestral hall: "What, the Jade Emperor sent you a WeChat message? Why don't you give me this official title to make a wish?"
An Internet celebrity female anchor had a weird live broadcast. She openly asked her in the live broadcast room: "Family, do I look like a human or...?" She reported back: "The platform controls it! This bitch is engaging in feudal superstition!"
Others rely on their eyes, but I rely on my heart. A pair of blind eyes can discern yin and yang, and a poisonous mouth can fight against evil spirits.
The old secrets buried in the black earth, the evil methods left behind by the eight sects of the Jianghu, the little thoughts of the monsters and fairies... Are nothing to me!
Let's see how I, a blind Taoist priest, can suppress evil spirits, solve puzzles, and cure all kinds of dissatisfaction in this black land outside the pass with a breath of awe-inspiring breath, an impeccable tongue, and a pot of old shochu!
Highly recommended by a ten-year-old bookworm...