Who Sent This Taoist Down the Mountain?

[Sharp-tongued + scheming + clapbacks + rejects moral blackmail + mystery + twists + decidedly wicked]

The pacing is a little slow in some chapters because they lay the groundwork for the mystery. Everything will connect and turn around when the truth is revealed later. This isn’t mindless wish fulfillment, so don’t read if that’s not your thing!

Deep in the mountains, “Unable to Find a Taoist Temple,” Zhang Sanwu is kicked down the mountain by his master. “Get out and go cultivate in the mortal world. Stop causing trouble for me up here!”

With just two hundred yuan to his name, this bumpkin, dressed in a Taoist robe and never even having seen a phone, plunges headfirst into the big city.

Nowhere to stay? He sleeps in a park. Then he happens upon someone livestreaming a ghost hunt.

The noise drives Zhang Sanwu up the wall, and he charges over with his peachwood sword.

“Damn it, it’s the middle of the night! Keep that mating call down. Are the rest of us supposed to get any sleep?”

Zhang Sanwu yawns as he walks out, sword over his shoulder, head tilted, and a face begging to be punched:

“I’m Zhang Sanwu, a Taoist. Shameless, unscrupulous, and uncivilized.”

“You want to lay a hand on her? You’ll have to get past my one million first, no, I mean the sword in my hand!”

“If being shameless can earn me a million, then please, give me ten more chances. No, a hundred would be fine too.”

When a rogue Taoist meets a real ghost, the human heart is more frightening than any ghost.

And when a ghost tries to reason with a rogue, Zhang Sanwu will smile and tell you:

“I’m Zhang Sanwu, a Taoist. Shameless, unscrupulous, and uncivilized. You’re trying to reason with a rogue? You might as well play your qin for my master.”

“Forcing a man into marriage? How can a human mate with a pig?”

“I don’t care whether you’re Zhang Sanwu or Zhang San-you. Even if you’re Zhang Sanfeng, you’re not leaving here alive today!”