Siheyuan: My Cousin Is a Swindling Taoist

A worn-out middle-aged working stiff transmigrates back to a courtyard compound in 1946 and becomes He Yuzhu's cousin. This is a daily-life story about him pretending to be a fortune-teller and mystic in the courtyard.

There is no fighting over houses, no fighting over jobs, no fishing, no hunting. It's just the everyday trivialities of ordinary small-town residents living their lives.

If you want all kinds of crude bodily-humor chaos, people getting beaten half to death, crippled, sentenced, executed, arson, kidnapping, trafficking, or if you have fixed stereotypes about various characters and believe certain people must act a certain way, or that some character absolutely has to die a miserable death, then don't waste your time. You can just scroll away after reading the synopsis.

This book is extremely unsuitable for you.

In short, this is simply a normal novel written by a normal person for normal readers. If you're looking for thrills and stimulation, please pick another book. Thank you.