The Lazy Big Shot Returns from Cultivation

The moment Sheng Qingkong opened his eyes,

he found that he had transmigrated back to the modern world from the cultivation realm.

The good news:

He could finally stop fighting and live an ordinary, peaceful retirement.

The bad news:

This world was full of ghosts, still clinging to their obsessions, suffering night after night and unable to be reincarnated.

Sheng Qingkong: Forget it. I might as well lend a hand.

At the deadly intersection, a ghost stood guard, bringing every car to a halt. One ghost kept climbing into people's driver's seats and slamming the brakes. No wonder there were pileups.

Sheng Qingkong: "Don't panic. I'll play a tune to wake the ghost from its obsession."

Everyone: "??"

What a charlatan.

Only the ghost came to its senses, its fingertips trembling. "I almost... turned a good intention into a disaster."

Then people were astonished to discover:

From that day on, there were no more pileups!

Could he actually be a master exorcist?

There were always cats yowling in the park. Was it mating season?

No, the cats were raging. The murderer who killed their owner had escaped without a trace.

Sheng Qingkong reached out again. "Don't worry. I'll help you find him!"

Everyone watching: "???"

Before long, a pack of cats and dogs had mauled the murderer. Sobbing, he crawled over and clung to a police officer's leg. "Waaah, I want to turn myself in!"

The police officers: "???"

Who issued a jianghu kill order on the stray cats and dogs?

This makes no sense!

Sheng Qingkong summoned spirits with one tune and tracked down murderers with another.

At first, I really just wanted to be an ordinary person.

Later, word spread throughout the ghost community that there was a living King of Hell among them.

He was harsher on evil ghosts than the real King of Hell, quicker to hear their grievances, and able to resolve their regrets and send them on to the afterlife. His services covered everything.

Sheng Qingkong had to deal with ghosts every day, and whenever he went outside, cats and dogs surrounded him with offerings.

If their owner was in trouble, they could count on him!

Sheng Qingkong: "..."

Tired, he tossed out a bug, then swept a heap of spirit money out of the house. He really didn't need that much payment. Honestly!