My name is Chen Yu and I was born in the countryside of Northeast China.
The elders in the family said that on the night I was born, my ancestors warned me in a dream that Black and White Wuchang personally followed the will of Lord Ming to send my son to my door.
Whether it is true or false cannot be verified.
But since I was a child, I have been riddled with yin energy and have low firepower. I was born with a pair of eyes that can see the yin and yang. I can see clearly the shadows that others cannot see; I can hear the whispers that ordinary people cannot hear every night. I have been hiding for eighteen years, I have been afraid for eighteen years, and I just want to live a stable life as an ordinary person.
On the night of my eighteenth birthday, the incense candles in the ancestral hall were swaying, and a woman who died unjustly floated behind me.
"Chen Yu, I am wronged, and only you can save me."
From that moment on, my peaceful life completely collapsed.
I was forced to embark on the yin path, traveling between yin and yang, listening to grievances, searching for corpses, solving old cases, and crossing the souls of the dead.
Lonely souls in the mountains of the Northeast, strange smells in the villages, mysterious footsteps passing by, secrets deep in the underworld... One by one, they crashed into my life.
I am not a Taoist priest and I cannot kill demons.
I am just a person chosen by fate, a person who leads the way between the Yang world and the Yin world - the Yin Yang extraditer for those who die in vain.
It is hard to disobey the destiny, the destiny has arrived.
Along the way, there are shocks, fears, resentments, and sorrows.
And I can only move forward, step into Yin and Yang, and it will be difficult to look back.
Not bad, not bad, rare. The only one I like.