Exorcism in Los Angeles: Just Burn Some Hell Money

[Transmigration + System + urban supernatural mysteries + Chinese metaphysics crushing Western occultism + lighthearted power fantasy] Zhang Ying transmigrated. When he opened his eyes, he found himself the hapless owner of a Chinese funeral shop on Hollywood Boulevard. The shelves were packed with paper figures and horses, his bank account was in the red, and while the Starbucks next door had a long line, his shop was deserted. Then a blonde policewoman barged in: “Grab your things. The station is haunted.” Zhang Ying: ??? I'm just a shopkeeper. You want me to perform an exorcism? [Ding! System activated! Newbie quest issued: Deliver the souls haunting the Los Angeles Police Department to the afterlife.] Zhang Ying looked at the joss paper, incense, and a stack of ghost money issued by the Bank of Heaven and Earth in his hands. Fine. In the police station's holding cells, a chilling wind blew and blood seeped from the walls. A group of foreign police officers watched to see what this Chinese kid would do. Zhang Ying squatted down, took out some joss paper, lit it, and started burning it. “Arthur Lee, I've brought your money. Take it and be on your way.” Three minutes later, the chilling wind stopped and the temperature rose. [Ding! Quest complete! Congratulations, Host, you've obtained the passive talent: Communicate Between Yin and Yang.] From then on, a legend arose on Hollywood Boulevard: That Chinese kid who sells paper offerings can drive out ghosts by burning joss paper. When a washed-up star came to him, saying, “I have nightmares every night,” Zhang Ying replied, “Just burn some joss paper.”