Eighteen Years of Yin Life: My Yama Life Experience Card

Eighteen Years of Yin Life: My Yama Life Experience Card

by Lao Huai Said

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About This Novel

My name is Chen Pingan. My name was given to me by my nagging grandma, who said it would keep me safe. The result? I was born in a lunar month in a lunar year, and the midwife fainted when I landed! Why? They said that my horoscopes were as weak as paper and that I was born to be a walking "ghost magnet". When Ah Piao, who is ten miles away, sees me, he is like a hungry wolf seeing a meat bun - his eyes light up! It all depends on my grandma, she is no ordinary old lady, she is a famous "ghost master" within hundreds of miles. On the day I was one month old, she set up a battle array, with incense, candles, and yellow talismans flying. Even my baby's urine became a "key prop", and she signed an eighteen-year truce agreement with those "good brothers" who were greedy for my body. Cost? It's the blood mole between my eyebrows-a time bomb that will protect me until my eighteenth birthday. On my eighteenth birthday, the blood mole between my eyebrows disappeared with a "pop"! Good guy, that's really a hundred ghosts being released from the ban, and the whole world is celebrating (in the ghost world)! I instantly became the VIP entrée in the cafeteria. Grandma slapped her thigh: "My dear, the Lord of Hell sent you a life experience card. It's expired! Do you want to survive? Learn how to catch ghosts from Nai!" Therefore, he was forced to take up his post and became a trainee ghost master. The first time I "worked" independently, I handed a roll of toilet paper to an "old man" who was squatting in a pit and forgot to bring his paper in the hut at the entrance of the village (and ended up throwing it into the pit)... Since then, my career has been full of "surprises": I smoked myself out with homemade ghost-expelling water, I beat my grandma as a ghost with a broom, I negotiated with a starving ghost and was asked to offer braised pork (paper-bound)... It is simply a thriller that uses life to make fun!

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