I Collect Evil Spirits in the Human World

I inherited an old house, but I always hear footsteps in the main room in the middle of the night. The old man in the village quietly told me that my great-grandfather was once the wildest horse-drawing fairy in the Northeast. A one-eyed white snake is enshrined. Now the Xian family is still there, but the debt has not been paid off. On the seventh day after moving in, the altar table cracked open and a book written in blood fell out. Account book - it records all the "creditors" who have not been sent away over the past hundred years. And on the last page, the ink is still wet: "On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month in the year Guimao, I owe my life to the Fox Fairy." That was the day I moved in. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.