I Am a Taoist Priest, and You Want Me to Try Sleeping in a Haunted House?

Strange resurgence, horror live broadcast quietly emerged. I, Lin Ye, the last poor Taoist priest in Qingyun Temple, was forced to broadcast in order to repair the Taoist temple. Others live broadcast singing and dancing, while I live broadcast sleeping in a haunted house, ghost hunting in barren mountains, and midnight bus adventures. When water friends mocked me as a liar, I pinned the female ghost in the mirror to the wall with my backhand, and asked the camera: "Old fellows, let the lady in red dance, will the rocket be used?" I thought this was just a way to make money, until the richest man on the list sent me a private message: "Taoist, five million, help me sleep in a haunted house where seven owners died." I happily went to the appointment, but in the mirror of the villa, I saw the desperate face of the long-missing foundation member. Only then did I realize that my live broadcast was being monitored by an ancient organization called "Peeping Heaven Sect". They sneered: "Another 'gatekeeper' seedling has arrived." Behind me, a faint echo was coming from the dusty ancient well in the Taoist temple...