I was originally a low-ranking Taoist priest who caught demons. I had achieved nothing after studying for seven years. I was driven down the mountain by my master to do some work of cultivating pilgrims. Instead, I lived a simple life of sweeping the court and walking around the streets during the day. I read at night and sang to the wind and the moon. But it happened that I had a constitution that only attracted evil spirits, so during the day, I walked through the streets and alleys, accompanied by various evil spirits who admired me. At night, I read with a light on, and my neighbor ghost friends studied my ink to add fragrance. What's even more irritating is that there is also a cowardly dream tapir demon who has a huge appetite and has been staying at my house. In order not to be devoured by this guy, I started a business of exorcising ghosts and catching monsters. Because he was not good at studying and had a bad start, he almost lost his life. Later, he was extremely unlucky and broke the blood demon seal. The master almost didn't get there when he went down the mountain. But looking at the dining table, the man was still eating heartily and completely without any trace of anything else, and one couldn't help but sigh, it's such a waste of time to raise a demon! Trouble, oh, trouble, in order to prevent you from going out to cause harm to the country and the people, and to cause chaos in the world, let me support you in this life!