The Taoist Priest Hunts Ghosts in a Strange World

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Lin Xuanwen is the last Taoist priest at Yunxiao Temple. There have been no ghosts or monsters in the world for a hundred years, and all has been peaceful.

With nobody needing a Taoist priest to exorcise ghosts, Yunxiao Temple fell into decline. Now Lin Xuanwen is the only one left to look after it.

Then one day, he was pulled into a bizarre world, where he came face-to-face with a mountain god sacrifice. A boy in red, dressed as a bride, was being offered up.

A monster crawled out from under the bed, its mouth dripping with blood, fangs bared, and clothes in tatters.

Lin Xuanwen kicked open the door, holding a peachwood sword. “You dare show yourself in front of me? You must have eaten plenty of people. I can’t let you get away with this! Thunder, strike!”

The livestream filled with question marks.

[Wait, are all the newbies this bold now? Also, that’s a gui, not a ghost. Even if you’re wearing a purple robe, it won’t do you any good!]

But the next moment, a bolt of heavenly lightning crashed down, striking the monster dead and making it vanish.

The livestream filled with ten thousand exclamation marks.

[Holy crap! An S-rank monster, struck dead just like that!]

[This has to be fake. Taoist priest, that’s a gui, not a ghost!]

Lin Xuanwen’s response: If it’s pronounced “gui,” that’s good enough for me. Same pronunciation, same treatment.

After that, Taoist Priest Lin hunted monsters all over the bizarre world. His inbox blew up with messages from people eager to team up with him.

Everyone: Taoist priest, help! I want to buy talismans.

Lin Xuanwen: Talismans are ten yuan each. One can save your life. Remember to burn incense for the Grandmaster.

Everyone: Holy crap, that’s so cheap! I’ll take a whole stack!

Lin Xuanwen: Wonderful! Exorcising evil and defending the righteous is the mission of Yunxiao Temple. My Grandmaster, master, and disciples will make Yunxiao Temple thrive. We’ll never let evil spirits hurt anyone!

Only, could that monster please stop following him? Since he saved you, you should go get reincarnated.

Monster: I don’t think I can be reincarnated. You saved me, so now I belong to you.

A cool Taoist priest who hunts monsters as if they were ghosts, determined to exorcise evil and defend the righteous, Lin Xuanwen, the bottom x a clingy monster who insists on devoting himself to the one who saved him, Xiangyang, the top

Note:

1. This story is entirely fictional and based on nothing real. It’s all from the author’s imagination.

2. The top calls the bottom “gege,” but they are not related by blood. He’s very clingy.

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Coming soon 1: Wei Huan, “Surviving at Sea, Starting from a Little Raft.” Please add it to your collection!

[Welcome to the Sea Survival Game]

[Man-eating sharks spotted ahead. Players, prepare yourselves.]

Lin Nongchao never imagined that an unexpected event would disrupt his peaceful life. A game called Sea Survival invaded the world, and when he woke up after a flash of white light, he was aboard a small raft.

All around him was an endless ocean. No people, no food, no fresh water, only boundless seawater and a scorching sun.

The game System came online.

[Today’s supply crate has been delivered]

To stay alive, he searched the waters teeming with man-eating sharks for supply crates. By chance, he discovered a merperson with a human upper body and a fish tail. The merperson seemed hungry, so Lin Nongchao shared a piece of biscuit with him. After that, the merperson followed him everywhere.

World chat:

Player 1: The sun is so hot! I’m going to get roasted to death. If only I had an umbrella.

Random Player: Trading a parasol. I have just one. Exchange it for thirty units of common supplies. DM me if you want it.

Player 2: Water. I haven’t gotten any water from a supply crate, not even once.

Random Player: Trading clean bottled water. One bottle for twenty units of common supplies, or I’ll accept other items. DM me if you want it.

Player 3: Why do all the fish in these waters eat meat? I don’t even have a weapon. I’m as good as dead.

Random Player: Trading a stone axe. First come, first served. DM me if you need one.

All the players: Hey, Random Player above, are you cheating? How come you’re selling everything? If you had meat, would you sell that too?

Random Player: I have two portions of man-eating shark meat. Eating it increases your base stats. DM me if you want some.

While everyone else was struggling to survive, Lin Nongchao had opened a shop in world chat, selling all kinds of seafood, weapons, and equipment.

At first, the players all wanted to find him. In the end, they only wanted him to stay alive as long as possible, so they’d have someone to buy from.

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Coming soon 2: Wei Huan, zombie apocalypse novel “City of the Dead.” Please add it to your collection!

Lin Qingzhou and Jiang Ling finally got married at twenty-five. Their life together was going pretty well, much like that of any other newlywed couple, until Jiang Ling’s illness grew worse and worse.

They heard that there was a skilled practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine in Wei City, so they traveled a great distance by plane to see him.

They thought it would be an ordinary hospital visit, like all the others, and that maybe this time, if they were lucky, Jiang Ling would be cured. But as they boarded the plane, an infected passenger got on with them.

The control tower went silent, the airport fell, and communications were cut off. The entire city of Wei became a playground for zombies.

A newlywed couple’s search for a doctor in the apocalypse

Theme: Trust science, not superstition.