During Those Years When I Was Catching Female Ghosts, I Had a Flower in My Mouth and a Sickle in My Hand.

My name is Ye Zhen. The town of Everlasting Hell. The last practitioner in the world. The razor has been passed down from generation to generation for 18 generations. A black sickle, specially designed to shave dead heads. It's a pity that my fate is bad. Three shortcomings and five shortcomings will inevitably lead to death. Destined not to live past the age of sixteen. Therefore, I had to borrow the corpse to bring back the soul... Generals and ministers, win and hide in their souls. Yama of the Tenth Palace is beside him. Punch to hell, kick to heaven. All living beings, if they want to reincarnate, they must first cross the Naihe Bridge! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.