Night Watcher

Ever since I started working the night shift at a funeral home steeped in taboos, I’ve kept running into strange people and bizarre incidents.

Then the old security guard who warned me that working the night shift could get me killed died, and something quietly came looking for me…

A woman who doesn’t bleed, a child’s skull in a jar: somehow, everything points to a faceless man.

Only after yin and yang fell out of balance and I lived through life and death did I learn that I’d been found in a grave.

A man in a Zhongshan suit said that yin energy had entered my body. I was raising a little ghost and had been cursed with a Gu worm. Did I have a Yin body?