A Taoist Who Walks Between Yin and Yang: Invincible, Not a Doormat, No Female Lead 道士行走阴阳,无敌,不圣母,没有女主,无女主
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I Get Stronger Whenever I Encounter a Ghost 我,遇鬼就变强
[Standalone Stories + Supernatural Horror + Thriller + Folk Customs + Comedy + Mind-Blowing Twists] Why was a finger missing from a corpse in a coffin, right before everyone’s eyes? Why were ghostly wails heard in the flower shop at midnight? Why did the figures in the shopping center elevator twist out of shape? The secret beneath the mandrake flowers, the bizarre death of a boy who livestreamed, a maze with no way out... Vengeful spirits are wreaking havoc. There’s no peace to be found! In the
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I Did It, Daoist! Three Flowers Gather at the Crown! Huh? 道爷我成了,三花聚顶!嗯?
[Laugh-out-loud comedy] [A goofy, hilarious protagonist] [Mostly lighthearted slice of life] [Invincible] [A cure for the blues] Good news: I’ve got a cultivation System. Bad news: The System transmigrated without me. Good news: I can still contact the System. Bad news: These System missions seem a little off. In the city, Chen Jiamu looks at the mission he’s received: [Go to Mount Wudang and join a sect!] So he takes an overnight train to Mount Wudang. [Host has successfully joined Mount Wudang
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A Celestial Master Takes a Job at the Crematorium, Who Would Dare Fake Their Own Death? 天师入职火葬场,这谁敢诈尸啊?
Zhang Jiusheng is reborn in a parallel world as the only direct disciple of the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. He thought he had it made and could live off incense offerings until he died. Who could have guessed that Taoism in this world had fallen into decline over the centuries? Now it's so poor, it can't even afford a bowl of pork trotter rice! He'll have to take on some side jobs! Just then, a group of government officials showed up at the mountain. The National Crematorium is hiring!
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The Last Bus on Route 13 13路末班车
I'm the driver of the last bus on Route 13. Every night at eleven, I have to make a run to the suburbs. This book is addictive, so don't blame me if you can't put it down! In this novel, even the sharp-tongued readers who always guess the plot right will find themselves repeatedly proven wrong. You might find yourself asking, “What's going on? What's going on?” Don't doubt your sanity. Just keep reading. A story that keeps you on edge, here to save readers suffering from a reading drought!
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The Coffin Bearer 抬棺匠
My family has dealt with the dead for generations. Following in my father’s footsteps, I became a coffin bearer. Before carrying a coffin, I always offer the deceased five incense sticks. When offering incense to the living, three long sticks and two short ones are taboo. When offering incense to the dead, three short sticks and two long ones are taboo. That day, I carried a coffin, and the dead pregnant woman inside gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl! [Shh, keep quiet! We’re settin
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A Notebook of Folk Taboos 民间禁忌笔记
I was born with a pair of snake eyes, and everyone at the forest farm said I was a demon child born of a snake. The night I was born, thunder crashed again and again. The next day, a huge, gold-scaled python was found dead from a lightning strike outside Laolingou. Something was squirming inside its belly. Master Sang sliced open the python with a single stroke and carried out a blood-soaked baby. He named me Lin Shisan. From that moment on, my fate was bound to Master Sang’s for life…
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Ferryman of the Underworld 黄泉摆渡客
My sister was abused to death by her husband. Even after she died, her resentment kept her from resting in peace. To help her find peace, I became a ferryman traveling between the worlds of the living and the dead. From then on, I strode between yin and yang as if walking atop a hanging coffin. The strong live, the weak die. I will be the one to decide who lives and who dies!
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Achieving Transcendence Through Corpse Burning 我靠焚尸超凡入圣
Since ancient times, people have believed the dead should be buried whole. Cremation is deeply disrespectful to the deceased, and only corpses that have undergone an uncanny transformation are burned. Those who cremate corpses are known as corpse burners. It is an extremely dangerous line of work. At midnight, one room, one corpse burner. Once the doors are shut and locked, if the corpse turns vicious, the corpse burner is as good as dead. Qin He makes his living this way at a canal wharf in the
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The Corpse-Driving Inn: Taking the Iron Triangle on a Corpse-Driving Run 赶尸客栈,带着铁三角去赶尸
Qin Feng transmigrates into a tomb-raiding world, intending to explore tombs, but accidentally activates the Corpse-Driving Inn System. Just as the ten-year agreement comes to an end, the Iron Triangle reunites. Qin Feng decides to take the Iron Triangle corpse-driving! Fatty: "Hey, Third Master? Got a tomb job? Forget that, why raid tombs when driving corpses is so much better?" Wu Xie: "Making paper effigies is an art, especially when you're making women!" Xiao Ge: "I don't know those guys. I
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I Chose Corpse Driving as My Profession, and the Police Are Losing It 个人职业填赶尸,警察麻了
During summer break, Jiang Bai boldly ventured into the mountains of Xixiang and became a corpse walker. He rings the soul-summoning bell, strikes the ritual gong, and walks between the realms of yin and yang. Even ghosts and gods give way! As Jiang Bai leads corpse after corpse out of the mountains, a passing streamer happens to capture it on camera. The whole internet goes wild! "Holy crap, that's the first time I've seen someone offer a cigarette to a corpse. I'm impressed! Old Liu from Shang
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The Heaven-Ordained Fortune Teller 天命神算
When I was thirteen, I fell gravely ill. My fever wouldn't break, and no matter how many famous doctors I saw, none could cure me. My grandfather healed me, but he died mysteriously five years later. Only then did I learn that he had incurred a karmic debt on my behalf. So I inherited his legacy and embarked on the path of a feng shui master.
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The Daoist Sect's Underworld Office 道门阴司
[No System + No Golden Finger + Not a Mindless Power Fantasy + Young Taoist + Slow Burn + Earth God] All beneath heaven belongs to the king. Under the Celestial Court, the Underworld Bureau and the Taoist Office govern side by side, one yin and one yang, complementing each other! The protagonist's soul transmigrates into the body of a young Taoist. Starting as an off-the-books employee of the Underworld Bureau, he rises step by step until he stands equal with heaven and earth.
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Folk Horror [The Fake Master Who Shocks a Hundred Demons] 恐怖民俗【冒牌大师震百妖】
The thing Liu Buyi, a fake master, regrets most in his life is learning how to “draw talismans with soy sauce” from a short video. Because the corpse that should be lying quietly in front of him is now using a soy-sauce-dipped finger to write his name on the coffin lid. Meanwhile, his half-baked beauty of a partner, An Xun, is munching on sunflower seeds and enjoying the show. “Didn't you say you had Yin-Yang Eyes?!” Liu Buyi's voice trembles. Seeing how unconcerned she looks, he almost passes o
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The Last Paper-Cutting Artist 最后一位剪纸人
My name is Song Xiaohan. I’m a living corpse with no heartbeat, and a paper-cutting artist of the underworld. On the surface, I cut paper decorations for a funeral shop, but behind closed doors, I trade with humans and ghosts. My master passed away two months ago and left me the family craft, along with this modest little shop and my tools of the trade: a pair of scissors and a carving knife. “You want to make a deal with me? But all I want is your shadow!” Song Xiaohan grinned.
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Tomb of the Yin 镇阴棺
I was always at my grandfather’s side, helping people relocate graves. There was a special burial practice involved in moving graves called a second burial. It required opening the coffin, gathering the bones, and dressing them in new clothes. The first time I encountered a second burial, I dug up a female corpse that looked lifelike...
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Fellow Daoist, If You Want to Scam Someone, Find a Living Person 道友,碰瓷请找个阳间的活儿
My name is Dong Qingyun. I’m an ordinary college student, but I somehow ended up with two ridiculous masters. One has such incredible technique that he uses lightning talismans to zap washing machines and save electricity. The other is a shameless clown who catches ghosts while patrolling the streets and delivering takeout. Then, by a stroke of bad luck, a sorcerer came after me and shoved a pair of yin-yang twins into my soul My masters immediately freaked out: “We’re screwed! This ritual’s goi
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Tomb Raiding: I Became a Corpse-Driving Master 盗墓:我成了赶尸匠
Ye Yun discovers that he has been chosen by the Corpse-Driving System. He starts out at an ancestral hall in western Hunan, travels through one world after another, and wins great renown for the corpse-driving tradition. “The six-winged centipede in western Hunan? I already killed it, and now its corpse is my mount!” “I’ve already opened the Bronze Gate. The ultimate secret is about to be revealed.” “These nine dragon corpses, and that bronze coffin: once I claim them, I should become even stron
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The Corpse Keeper 守尸人
The morgue is where life and death meet. At this boundary, there are many taboos to heed. I grew up beside a hospital morgue, and I'll tell you about the hospital's taboos from a different perspective. Taboo 1: If you see a patient being resuscitated, don't gather around to watch. Taboo 2: If a patient's family throws away something the deceased used while alive, don't toss your own trash on top of it. Taboo 3: If you hear a cat meowing at night, don't go outside to look, whether you're a patien
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Taoism: I Cultivate Yang, He Cultivates Yin 道门:我修阳,他修阴
My name is Zhang Xiaotian. I’m seventeen, a problem student, and born with a Fire fate. Then one day, an empty desk appeared in our classroom. There was no name on the attendance sheet and no seat listed on the seating chart, yet everyone remembered someone sitting there. Even stranger, sheets of paper began making decisions for the living. If a report card said you cheated, the whole school would suspect you. If a parental consent form said you agreed to be transferred, your own family wou
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Seeking Immortality in the Strange Realm: I Have a Divine Ability Tree 诡界求仙:我有一棵神通树
[Masterful survivalist cultivation + eerie cultivation + Tiangang divine powers + ruthless and decisive + no harem + not a bleeding heart] Born as the master of divine powers, I am the Dao Lord of the cosmos! The eerie invaded, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and the cosmos was left in ruins… The gods and Buddhas of the heavens, the great powers of the Immortal Dao, all vanished overnight. The path to immortality was severed, the divine path fell silent, and demons and monsters ran rampant. Where ar
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The Last Paper Effigy Maker 最后一个扎纸匠
Paper effigy crafting is a business of the yin world. Of the many trades, the seventh refers to making paper effigies. My master said our line of paper effigy makers suffers from the Five Banes and Three Deficiencies, and is steeped in bad luck. We can forget about marrying and having children. If a female ghost starts haunting us, that's practically a blessing from our ancestors! “So that's why you told me to marry a paper effigy?” I looked at the paper figure lying beside me and felt a chill r
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Selling Clothes by Day, Sewing Corpses by Night 白天卖衣服,晚上缝尸体
[Traditional supernatural horror, folk terror, decisive and ruthless] I rented an apartment where someone had died, hoping to save money, only to be plunged into endless darkness... My terrifying girlfriend has a mouth full of sharp teeth and haunts me day and night; A headless vengeful infant on the highway frantically tries to steal people’s heads; A horrifying internet celebrity livestreams herself peeling off people’s faces, while the comments turn eerie; At a Cat Immortal shrine in a strang
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The Corpse Burner 烧尸人
Liu Gen is a designer who complains about life every day. By chance, he gets a job as a cremator, only to discover that the work involves more than simply burning the dead. They aren't demons who burn corpses, but Buddhas who deliver souls. Behind each seemingly eerie incident lies a heartwarming story. Most ghosts are good. People, on the other hand, aren't necessarily good. Want to know what goes on behind the scenes at a crematorium? Come on in and read on.
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The Corpse Collector 接尸人
Do you know what happens to a corpse in a funeral home? Do you know that cremated remains aren't actually made by burning the body? And do you know why funeral home workers never stay long? I'm a corpse collector at a funeral home. Over the years, I've learned many secrets no one talks about, and handled all kinds of bodies: people who hanged themselves, people hacked to pieces, and people whose bodies were mangled after being hit by cars! But to me, they were nothing more than soulless shells,
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The Eerie Craftsman 诡匠
My grandfather and great-grandfather both died at the hands of stone carvings, so a saying took hold in our village: stone carving is a forbidden trade, and anyone who practices it is doomed to an untimely end. When I was sixteen, Wang Mazi from the village bought himself a wife, and my father died as a result. To find out what caused his death, I ignored the consequences and picked up the family carving knife...
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The Maoshan Daoist: Quest for the Tripod Across the Nine Provinces 茅山道士,九州寻鼎记
It is only natural for Maoshan to have Daoist priests, and it is easy enough to accept that ghosts and monsters exist in the world. But a Dragon Palace in Weishan Lake? Does that surprise you? Chen Gangdan, whose ancestors belonged to the imperial family, was blessed in misfortune as a child when he was taught Maoshan magic. But he unexpectedly discovered that his bloodline was deeply afflicted by a curse. The same curse had also befallen two other people. What secret do they share? How can the
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I Hid My Immortal Identity and Became a Security Guard, Now Everyone Calls Me Master Lin 藏仙当保安全网喊我林大师
Ten years in the Void Thunder Prison tempered my immortal bones and forged me into the best! Ambushed during his tribulation, the peerless Immortal Venerable falls to the mortal world and takes a job as a lowly residential community security guard just to make ends meet. The world laughs at me for being ordinary and down on my luck, unaware that I can summon thunder with a raised hand and command the world with a wave of my palm. I hide my immortal power among the common folk, biding my time. On
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The Corpse Stitcher 缝尸匠
Soul-binding nails, threads of karma, green lamps and white candles, a bone-carving knife. When the dead person’s lamp goes out, bury them intact. The living must keep away!
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The Daoist Who Severs Fate 截运道师
Born in a poor mountain village, I ate a dragon fish and gained the destiny of a top scholar. Yet for mortals seeking the Great Dao, joy and sorrow, parting and loss are all unavoidable. Thirty years as beasts of burden among mortals, sixty years as dragons and elephants among Buddhas. How can one reach great enlightenment without enduring a thousand cuts?
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Night Watchman: Tales from the Underworld 打更人之走阴夜话
People bear five poisons and seven emotions, eight sufferings and nine calamities. Good and evil, life and death, cause and effect, the cycle of reincarnation. Ghosts become human, humans turn into demons, and nothing ever ends. When day and night blur and humans mingle with ghosts, night watchmen walk the world. A Soul-Calming Hammer and a Spirit-Soothing Gong suppress wicked thoughts and demons, and lay good-hearted souls to rest. Their ceaseless passage through the world bears witness to the
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I Became a Pallbearer After Graduation, and Dai Xiaomei Exposed Me 毕业做抬棺匠,被呆小妹曝光了
Graduation day. Parents, relatives, classmates, and teachers ask Feng Chuqi: “Have you found a job?” Feng Chuqi: “I have. No 996, and I work when I want. When I don't, I take the day off.” Parents, relatives, classmates, and teachers: “What?” “Thump, thump.” Feng Chuqi taps the coffin behind him. “Ghosts are carrying a coffin. Living people, stand aside.” Parents, relatives, classmates, and teachers: “Holy crap, coffin bearers really exist?” Feng Chuqi: “Of course not. Believe in science, everyo
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The Spirit Chaser 赶阴人
Read the stars and moon, and declare life and death with ironclad certainty. A man on the margins of the human world, he sets right the injustices of the underworld. My new book, The City's Strongest Immortal Son-in-Law, is out now. I humbly ask for your support!
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A Tujia Daoist by the Wu River 乌江边的土家道士
A graduate of a top university, unable to pass the civil service exam after years of trying and considering his family circumstances, accepts his family’s legacy and becomes a home-based Taoist priest. This Tao is not that Tao: it’s nothing like the Taoist priests we normally imagine. There are no strict rules and taboos, nor any grand mission to save all humanity. Yet this Tao is also that Tao: he wears the same robes, communicates with the realms of yin and yang, and does what he can to help.
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The Coffin of Life and Death 生死棺材
In our line of work, there’s a type known as the miscellaneous school. They follow unorthodox paths, dabbling in everything but mastering nothing. They have no sect above them and no helpers below them, and nobody takes them seriously. I’m an heir to the miscellaneous school, yet I turned their world upside down and left them in chaos. Only when I decided to retire did I discover a shocking mystery hidden within me...
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The Exorcist from a Poor Family 寒门镇邪师
The three-year-old daughter of Lin Yan, a poor woodcarver, grows a fragrant green shoot in her palm, just as three golden lines appear in a crack in a copper lock passed down through his family. Only then does Lin Yan realize that a peddler's prophecy from three years ago has come true. His daughter, Nian'an, is the Chosen One of the Dao Fruit, but this divine gift is also a death sentence. Evil spirits from the outer city knock at the door in the dead of night, while members of the Spirit Infan
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Strange Tales of the Corpse Retrievers 捞尸诡闻
My grandfather was a corpse retriever. When he died, the waters of the river churned all night. In a single night, every chicken in the village died...
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The Strange Path to Immortality: Cultivating Begins with Selling Paintings on the Street 诡道长生:从街头卖画开始修仙
Gu Changsheng transmigrates to another world, the Great Shang Dynasty, where the Heavenly Dao has fallen into decline, demons run rampant, and cultivation techniques are perilous and uncanny. Fortunately, he awakens the ability to recreate portraits. Painting a portrait of a living being lets him acquire their techniques and skills, while also extending his lifespan. In Yinshan City, he paints a portrait of the Black Mountain Old Demon and comprehends a Heaven-tier cultivation art: the Yuan Moun
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A Thousand Skins, Ten Thousand Faces 千皮万相
Mortal cultivation means tempering the skin, flesh, sinews, bones, and blood on the outside, while cultivating the divine spirits of the five organs within. Those who cultivate within sense the five organs and cultivate five spirits, whose divine forms in their temples guard all living beings. Those who reach the heavens through external refinement can be called Skin Demon Kings, Flesh Vajras, Sinew Bodhisattvas, Bone-Clad Immortals, and Blood Asuras!
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I Spent Ten Billion: Who Says Taoists Are a Useless Class? 氪金十亿,谁说道士是废职业?
[Game Stats + Tycoon + No Romance] The uncanny arrives, the ghost race invades, and humanity awakens to its classes. Ye Xuan is reborn on the eve of the uncanny’s arrival. According to his memories of his previous life, the class he is about to awaken is a Taoist priest, with mediocre attacks and weak support abilities. A Taoist priest cannot even defeat the lowest-level corpse ghoul alone, and is mocked as a useless class. In truth, Taoist priests are powerful. They just burn through too much m
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