The Lie-Flat Taoist Priest Is Forced to Become a Just Official

I am Zhang Yichen, the nineteenth-generation heir to the Xuanqing Temple of Yunqi Mountain.

Taoist magic? I’m barely competent. My dream? To lie flat until old age.

Then one night, a female ghost knocked on my door, demanding justice.

Soon, ghosts came knocking, wronged spirits knelt and begged, and the Underworld sent me official notices.

Overnight, I went from a good-for-nothing Taoist priest in the mountains to the “Great Lord Bao” recognized by both the world of the living and the dead.

My master left me three things: an old cellphone, a piece of wire, and a mountain of unpaid justice debts.

Fine. When you’re already buried in debt, a little more won’t hurt.

The world is filled with righteousness, and a Taoist priest has work to do.

Lie flat? Maybe in my next life.

[Case-by-case mysteries × battles between yin and yang × forced into the job × thrilling and satisfying]