I Have a Compass Book

My name is Huang Bugui, a well-known "difficult household" in the western suburbs of Luocheng City, and a part-time Feng Shui master - specializing in all kinds of "dirty work, evil work, and secluded work" that others dare not touch. The ancestral brass compass is my go-to, although it seems a little... Off lately, hungry and out of control, and it always makes weird chimes. These days, the spiritual energy has revived, and business is not a worry, but the troubles have also revived. Fissures are opening everywhere, demons and monsters are running around, and there are also some guys who call themselves the Divine Guards, the Diyuan Society, the Biluo Society, and the Juntian League, and all of them have better acting skills than me. I originally wanted to make some money in a safe way, repair my compass that was about to fall apart, and by the way, study what the inheritance of my Huang family, which was about to lose its popularity, was about. Who would have thought that one whirlpool after another would pull me in. The debt of ancient times, the pot of the present, the pit of the future... There is no other way. In order to live, to exchange for the scraps of scrap metal, and to prevent this fucking world from being completely destroyed, I have no choice but to bite the bullet and fight for my life with these gods and ghosts! (Subtext: make money!)