Crazy Criticism of the Lord of Hades, He Only Wants to Marry Me

My name is Fu Sheng. When I wake up, I transform into a monster hunter. Of course, it's half-baked. Other colleagues rely on ancestral secrets or orthodox Taoist techniques to subdue demons, but I rely on... Probably luck. The spell was drawn crookedly, and it failed to work nine out of ten times. The only time it worked was when a wisp of breeze left by an unknown source was summoned, and it could barely blow away some insignificant little spirits. But I have a secret - I seem to have forgotten a lot of things. The water in the pool of rebirth could not completely wash away everything about me. The few remaining spells and an immortal body were all my belongings. I have lived in this world for who knows how many years, watching dynasties change and vicissitudes of the sea, but relying on these little tricks and my knowledge far beyond ordinary people, I have lived a happy life. Until this July 15th, the night when the door of hell opens wide.