My Tenant Isn’t Human? Good Thing My Master Is Uncle Jiu

[Transmigration] + [No System] + [Uncle Nine] + [Mystery] + [Folk Customs] + [Ghost Hunting] + [Taoist Arts]

On New Year's Eve, I fell into a sewer and somehow became a landlord in a parallel world, with a hundred properties to my name!

The original owner was a hopeless simp, but I was an ambitious young man who had transmigrated with an Uncle Nine figurine.

I thought I could lie flat and live in peace off the rent.

Until...

A beautiful tenant cried for help in the middle of the night, the guy next door started acting strangely, and the empty old mansion came alive with revelry every night...

When the uncanny seeped into every inch of my properties, my Uncle Nine figurine, now a spiritual mentor who lived within me, let out a cold laugh:

“What are you panicking for? Your master is here!”

Right, I came to my senses. I had already become Uncle Nine's disciple. What did I have to fear?

From then on, I walked the Eight Trigrams steps between Yin and Yang, wooden sword in hand as I slashed through demons and spirits.

Half a bowl of clear water reveals the workings of the universe; one spirit talisman commands ghosts and gods.

Red thread and glutinous rice still remain. The ghost hunter of old lives on.

I upheld Lin Jiuying's ideals.

Good and evil stand opposed, and the struggle lasts a lifetime.

But...

All fun and games aside, not a single cent of rent or property fees can be missed.

So I held a compass in my left hand to determine fortune and misfortune, and a QR code scanner in my right to collect rent.

“Everyone, time to pay rent. Cash, scan to pay... or you can settle it with a story from your life.”