Evil Spirits Run Rampant: Everyone Begs Me to Come Out of the Mountains

Ever since I can remember, a red cord has been tied around my wrist, holding a suona.

Grandpa said she was my wife. Even if I grew up and married another woman, she would only be a concubine.

Grandpa said he had picked me up. I was born of heaven and earth, with no father or mother.

That year, Grandpa died. My wife and I played the mournful tune West Wind Chill for three days to send him on his way.

At some point, ghosts and monsters began running rampant through the world.

And at some point, I became the savior in everyone's eyes.

I have a bad temper, so please don't provoke me.

I have never shown anyone any respect, except my wife.

And so... the story begins.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.