The Delivery Boy Became a Taoist Priest, and All the Ghosts in the Underworld Were Panicked

I was delivering food at two o'clock in the morning, and I broke into the haunted house of the Republic of China and the evil ghost was demanding his life. Just as his neck was about to be strangled, a melon seed-eating Maoshan old man fell from the sky and beat the evil ghost into a black cat cub in two or two blows! "Boy, your horoscope is too light to attract ghosts. Delivering food will sooner or later lead to your death. Learn the Maoshan technique from me!" I, Zhao Xiaoman, a poor delivery boy who just lost his job, became an apprentice on the spot - not to slay demons, but to "have meat every meal" as the old master said! Who knew that the Taoist temple was a leaky tile-roofed house, and that the master was a stingy old man? I drew graffiti on characters, chanted incantations and rapped them, and relied on physical means to drive away ghosts: hitting zombies with bricks, blasting away ghosts with water guns, stuffing stomach and digestive tablets into starving ghosts, and forcing the female ghost in red to dance the "Compendium of Materia Medica" like crazy! But this half-baked Taoism actually swept away strange things in the city: hospital ghosts, campus evil spirits, and office building bugs were all confused by me - after all, who has ever seen a Taoist priest who haggles and thinks about takeout orders when exorcising ghosts? Warm reminder: Please turn on the lights when reading late at night. Don't laugh so hard that your neighbors complain, and don't be scared to tears by the ghost that suddenly appears!