After My Startup Failed, I Joined the Yamen to Exorcise Evil Spirits at a Funeral Shop

[Parallel Wu-Yue folk customs + no System or golden finger + infighting within the government + mildly eerie supernatural elements]

After his boastful grandpa dies, Zhong Mo joins a mysterious department he has never heard of before. From that moment on, his worldview is repeatedly turned upside down. Whether it's the two-thousand-year curse Wu Zixu laid upon himself, Fuchai, a revenger reincarnated across thousands of years, or the Heavenly Masters receiving their ordination after spiritual qi revival, Zhong Mo is repeatedly swept into complex conflicts, and a sweeping upheaval spanning a thousand years begins to unfold.

“I want to reiterate: lately, certain sects and individuals have been meddling too much in the internal affairs of the Shanhai Bureau. I won't tolerate this! Zhong Mo, Lu Zixiao, put your legs down and stub out those cigarettes! Oh, where did that bird poop come from? Quick! Get that feathered pest out of here!”

“Damn it, the Shanhai Bureau gets worse with every generation! How did they make that idiot director? What are you two laughing at? Open the window and let me out, now!!”