My Years Hunting Female Ghosts: Cigarette in My Mouth, Scythe in Hand

My name is Ye Zhen.

Zhen, as in the one who eternally guards Hell.

The last cultivator in the mortal world.

An eighteenth-generation razor maker by family tradition.

A black scythe, used only to shave the heads of the dead.

Unfortunately, I was born under an ill fate.

The Three Disadvantages and Five Deficiencies make my destiny unavoidable.

I am fated not to live past sixteen.

So I have no choice but to borrow a corpse and return to life...

Jiang Chen and Ying Gou hide within my soul.

The Ten Yama Kings stand by my side.

My fists strike Hell, my feet kick Heaven.

If the teeming masses wish to be reborn, they must first cross the Naihe Bridge!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.