My name is Li Qinglin. I'm the most useless layabout in Kaoshantun, and the only Yin-Yang master who can talk to ghosts.
Born cursed to lose my family, with money always slipping through my fingers, I'm destined to have no one to rely on for the rest of my life. Yet somehow, I have to protect everyone in this village.
The old village chief calls me a mumbling fool, but whenever ghosts are on the loose, I'm the first person he turns to. Granny Wang secretly slips me candy and tells me that the Li family's child at the eastern end of the village has been haunted again. I thought I could hide from it all my life, until a developer showed up with a heretical sorcerer and struck the old burial hill with an axe.
The dead crawled out singing funeral songs. The mountains shook, the earth split, and evil spirits ran rampant. I felt the talisman paper in my hand, knowing each use would cost me a year of my life, but I still stood at the village entrance:
"This is my village. Nobody lays a hand on it!"
But when I tore open that talisman, I discovered that my fate had long been bound to all the ghosts in this village...
Think clearly. The structure is clear. A good and attractive work