In the early years of the Republic of China, warlords separated the country. Chen Guilian, a gangster in the market, strayed into a barren grave and learned an undisclosed secret by chance. Chen Guimian used this to save people from disasters, avoid disasters, bring down ghosts, and roam the quiet capital. It was passed down from word of mouth and became a good story.
As the saying goes, telling stories about ancient times requires a wooden folding fan, a handkerchief desk, and a closing poem. This begins the anecdote and legend of Ghost Face.
The setting poem says:
At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the building was swaying and about to collapse.
In troubled times, heroes should be shown and they should be resigned to fate.
The ghost-faced man is disliked by everyone and is lonely in life.
Occasionally, I got the Insect Sutra to subdue ghosts and demons, and I actually aspired to win the title of Youdu.
The storyteller and sermon at the beginning are just for fun.
Whether it is true or not depends on the official comments, I will tell you what to say.
