"A... a... a ghost..."
A deathly pale face stretched into a strange, wide grin at him. She reached out with a pair of hands as thin as sticks...
To find the body of his father, which had been stolen, Zhou Yang entered unknown territories again and again. One menacing shadow after another lunged at him. Then a strand of hair suddenly reached out from his phone...
He worked part-time as a ride-hailing driver, ferrying the living by day and the dead by night.
Evil spirits danced wildly. In the dark, he opened a pair of blood-red eyes and stared fixedly ahead at...
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