I Am a Spiritual Detective in the End of the Dharma Era

In 2026, the concentration of spiritual energy fell below 15%, and the barriers to the three realms became increasingly thin. Chen Ping'an, a graduate student in folklore, took over the Nuo noodles left by his grandfather, and also inherited the thousand-year destiny of the "Taishan Prefecture Junji" guardian family. In this era where science explains everything, he uses a spectrometer to analyze the concentration of evil spirits, uses inner vision to monitor spiritual loss, and uses improved electric shock paper figures to fight against resentful spirits. Accepting commissions, earning medical fees, paying off mortgages, and dealing with those "little things" that science is unwilling to admit and folk customs cannot solve in the neon lights and alleys. Until he discovered that his father's disappearance in the old house seven years ago was not an accident, and the "Taishan Mansion Jun Festival" restarted by his master required seven sacrifices-he was the seventh candidate. The compass in his left hand, the electric shock charm in his right hand, behind him is a debt-ridden firm, and in front of him is the "countdown to spiritual end" in 2040. Chen Ping'an pushed up his glasses: "Let's talk about it first. There will be extra money to deal with interstitial contamination."