Night! The moonlight was cool.
On the second floor of a secluded wooden house outside the city sat a small coffin, resting on two benches.
Bang! The coffin lid shot high into the air, then came crashing down onto the floorboards with a heavy thud!
A cute little zombie, dressed in an official uniform from the Qing Dynasty and wearing a feathered hat with a small gold filigree ornament on top, suddenly sprang straight up out of the coffin.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
