I Want You to Be a Forensic Doctor, Not a Mage

My name is Zhang Qingyuan. One second I was surviving a thunder tribulation at Longhu Mountain, and the next second I was an intern at the Tianhai Forensic Medicine Center. The original owner was a rookie who couldn't even hold a scalpel, and I, although my cultivation was only as big as a grain of rice, was still the leader of the Tianshi Mansion. I just didn't expect that today's "clients" are all lying in the morgue. First day at work, murder scene. The criminal investigation team leader asked me to analyze the cause of death, so I summoned the spirit behind my back and called the victim up to speak for myself. The worldview of the entire police force collapsed, and the high-achieving interns were frightened to their knees on the spot. The old forensic doctor covered his heart and asked me: "You... Where did you learn this folk remedy?" I scratched my head: "It's all passed down from our ancestors." I thought I could keep a low profile, but this city is not peaceful. Water ghosts on the riverside seek their lives, corpses turn into corpses in the hospital and walk at night... Everything that cannot be explained by science is under my control.