Underworld Judge's Order

Someone else's Heavenly Master: Flying with a sword, holding talismans in all directions, majestic. This one in my house: High-pressure water cannon mixed with evil spirits, drones dropping talismans, and geological radar scanning ancient tombs. The mantra is "Don't panic, let me do the fortune telling first." After finishing the calculation, he said - don't worry, wait for him to raise him again, it will save trouble if he is fattened up. My sister is born with a strong sense of justice and can draw talismans at the age of five. She is more qualified than me to inherit the judge's order. But the ancestral teachings were passed down from male to female, so she could only stand by and help me throw coins while I was in court. My mother is even more outrageous. She is usually a nagging housewife who always wears two silver daggers on her waist. She said they were for chopping vegetables, until one day I saw her using one of them to nail something that was crawling out of the wall. As for my father - the forty-seventh generation of Heavenly Master, Yin Law Judge, and a legend in the supernatural world. Now his biggest hobby is roasting chicken legs over charcoal fire with a mahogany sword. It is euphemistically called "Yin Yang Fire Roasted Chicken".