Three Thousand Demons Are Sealed Beneath My Courtyard

[Farming + Invincible + Cultivating Through Literature + Strange Tales] When Mo Li woke up, he had become a penniless scholar living in the Guanlan Courtyard of Qing County.

He planned to make a living by copying poems and selling calligraphy, content to watch the clouds drift by. Little did he know that the words he wrote could move heaven and earth. Birds gathered to pay tribute, moonlight flowed like a river, poems drove out demons, and every written character could slay evil.

While martial heroes were fighting tooth and nail over a copy of The Literary Heart's Path to the Dao, the Mountain Lord, a white tiger, carried a manual in its mouth and respectfully left it outside his courtyard;

While the county school's teacher was still wondering whether Mo Li's calligraphy contained immortal energy, the fox spirit next door had already learned to knock and bring him wine.

Looking at the courtyard full of spirits mooching food and drink, and the neighbors who came by every day to “discuss the Dao,” Mo Li sighed and picked up his brush. “Quiet. Let me finish this Drinking Alone Beneath the Moon.” [This is the story of a scholar who accidentally turns everyday life into myth.]