I Really Don't Know How to Operate in the Human World.

Tianyuan calendar, the first year. The underworld is in turmoil, demons are raging, and ghosts are everywhere. Thousands of years later, the ancestors of Chen State expelled evil spirits, killed ghosts, and restored the mountains and rivers. At this time, a young man was born at the end of his life. The palm charm chain is in hand, The soul-binding clothes are added to the body, Holding the judge's pen to decide one's life, Sacrifice the book of life and death to change luck. The evil spirits can escape thousands of miles away, and the ghosts can tremble at the sight. Many years later, Han Feng, the new Imperial Supervisor, stands on the clouds, looking down at the world. Looking back on the past, he looked up to the sky and smiled, ascending to the underworld. "The affairs of the earthly world should be left to the people of the earthly world. I, a person from the underworld, really can't do these operations in the earthly world!"