Weird Recovery: I Wear a Human Skin Mask to Suppress the Undead

Strange things have come, evil ghosts are rampant, and I have returned wearing a human skin mask. Once a failed Onmyoji, he is now the master of the Mist. My memory is fuzzy, but I can only remember sealing the beauty Angelica dahurica with paper ten years ago. She was transformed by his obsession, as gentle as water, but hiding murderous intent. The dead are resurrected, and the truth is buried deep in the old house. The clone of Black Abyss wants to draw Yang Qi to open up the underworld. The world is on the verge of collapse. What should I do... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.