I Was Sacrificed at the Beginning, and I Seized the River Temple with My Backhand.

When Xu Yan woke up, he had been nailed into a red coffin. The village said that his mother was in debt to the river god and if she sank into the river tonight, there would be rain in Chishui Village next year. But when he touched the soaked IOU, he saw another account: Chishui River God owes thirty-seven lives and thirty-six thousand sticks of incense, three years overdue. The gods take the incense, and the people repay the debt of life. From then on, Xu Yan held a broken judge's seal, checked the gods' accounts, sealed the temple, and deducted the priesthood. The river god did not repay his debt and had his golden body dismantled. The Immortal Sect corrects the accounts for others and seals the mountain gate. Gods and Buddhas all over the sky wanted him dead, because every page of the ledger he opened contained the things they least wanted to see.