[A Daoist priest descends from the mountain] + [Reincarnated City God] + [Folklore and strange tales] + [No System]
Just after midnight, a dead man knocked on the gate of Qingping Temple.
“Daoist priest, I’d like to report a crime.”
“Go to the county office.”
“They won’t take my report.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m already dead.”
Lu Chen thought it was just an ordinary case of an evil spirit harming people.
That was until the pork seller put on a Bull-Head God’s armor, the down-and-out scholar took up the Judge’s brush of the underworld, and Luo Qi, who was always grinning and joking, lit the lantern of the Night Patrol God…
More and more spirits knelt before him, crying out:
“Lord City God!”
Lu Chen explained earnestly, “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m just an ordinary Daoist priest.”
The whole world was on the verge of recognizing him, but he was the only one still in the dark.
Twenty-four years ago, he had governed the yin and yang of an entire city. But after accepting a petition he should never have taken, he lost his divine office, and the City God’s Bureau was destroyed.
In this life, he starts out in a plain blue robe, investigating strange affairs among the people and reopening old cases from the underworld. He gathers his former subordinates and, step by step, dons the Daoist sect’s highest purple robes.
He handles the affairs of the living.
He takes on the grievances of the dead, too.
As for whether Heaven’s will can be trusted…
He’ll decide when he returns to the City God’s Hall.
