Ji Lai Lu

Dead people enjoying the cool air on the top of the mountain, crying babies on the roadside, coffins wrapped in red vines, villages where chickens and dogs don't bark, and those who enter are bound to die. Controlling the corpse and transporting poison? The duel between Nanyang magic and Luban magic. "Boy, you'd better leave this matter alone. The guy who meddleed last time had more grass on his grave than you." "Oh? Then I really want to give it a try!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.