My name is Qin Yu. The day I inherited my ancestral home, I learned I was the last of the "Keepers of Simplicity."
With a white jade compass in hand and the plate of mountains and rivers on my shoulders, my job is to diagnose and heal the ley lines across the country.
Other people work nine to nine, six days a week. I work around the clock, because if the dragon veins go haywire, the whole city will suffer.
The neighboring Bureau 749 treats me like a cheat code, while unaffiliated cultivators accuse me of stealing their livelihood.
Japan's Onmyoji Bureau wants to steal the "qi" from my family's ancestral tomb. An American laboratory is contaminating the Yangtze River with a psychic virus.
Then the gates of the underworld at Fengdu began to give way, and a million evil spirits descended...
I let out the two cats at home. "Xuanming, Jiaoyue, dinner time."
The black cat devours calamity. The white cat bestows blessings.
And in the most "simple-minded" way, I'll tell the world:
I guard the ley lines of Huaxia.
One measuring compass to survey the land, two spirit cats to devour calamity and bestow blessings.
