This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

This is an urban supernatural novel, wrong category! Please forgive me! You might not believe it, but I'm a chosen one. Of course, that's what that bastard Zhang Chen said, adding that my family was poor for ten generations, only to be rich in this one. Are you kidding me? But to make a living, I was still tricked into opening a shop, specializing in all sorts of supernatural commissions. Feng shui, fortune telling, geomancy—I can handle all of that. The good news is, Zhang Chen claims to be a direct descendant of Longhu Mountain, looking like a sage, with a very intimidating handsome face. The bad news? The talismans this bastard draws are printed from a second-hand printer! The peach wood sword was bought online! Even the exorcism incantation is recited from a text message on his phone! PS: This book has no system settings; all content is purely the author's ramblings. Please don't take it seriously or try to connect it to real life. Please believe in science.