Today I Also Want to Drag the Cursed King to Hell.

[It needs to be revised, but it seems that nothing can be changed in just three chapters] Byodoin Tenpira is the child of a human and a curse. As a mixed race, he is despised wherever he goes. At the beginning, he relied on his cursed bloodline to work as a doctor, living a life of talking to people every day. As a result, he accidentally gained a reputation. In order to avoid being persecuted by patients with wisteria allergies who were keen on medical troubles, he had no choice but to defect to the sect of the King of Curses and start a new life of telling ghosts and telling lies. After being stirred up for a long time, Byodoin Tianping felt more and more that this job really had no future. Even if his boss had plump breasts and charming women's clothes, but he couldn't touch them and couldn't praise them, it would be difficult to seduce him to stay here. So—— Blueberry yogurt with oil nala~~~ He accepted the invitation from hell and transformed into a glorious jailer. Then, the man turned around and smashed a mace back to hell from a certain ghost king who wantonly spread the virus of death by light. Byodoin Tenpyo: Hee hee. Your men are very fine, and they will mine every second. After having a large number of upper and lower string thugs, Byodoin was stunned and was not happy for a few days. There were several more thorns in the area he was responsible for. Byodoin Tenpyo: ... I'm numb. After he finally got these troublemakers under his command, and before he could congratulate his team of thugs on the new member, something big suddenly happened in this world! So Byodoin picked up the mace, and as soon as he came out of hell, he saw that his former boss not only occupied the body of an innocent person, but also brutally crushed children. "Wow!" Byodo-in Tianhe calmly said: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and you have become so immodest because of your two-faced paralysis." —————————————— The balance of Byodo-in, the fake doctors, and the real summoners, are bringing all kinds of undead souls to the world every day to show off their operations. I heard that you have six eyes, what a coincidence, I have them too! And it's still a real six-eye! What to do with religion? Okay, I have two leaders here! Do you want to treat you as a monkey or as someone who treats you as food? I didn't expect that there are pure martial arts sects here. I can recommend a few teachers to you, but... They have some minor problems. Please don't agree to their strange requests. Betting on horse racing is prohibited! False Amway is prohibited! —————— Note the following↓ Protagonist: He is beautiful but has no brains. He runs around like a flower vase all day long. He is eager to do things in the underworld. He only remains polite to his chosen one. He hangs people in a few seconds. He is heartless and has no worries! Purpose: Loving one's job, working diligently and conscientiously