In the late-night food delivery cemetery, I, Zhang Wei, an ordinary delivery boy, was forced to sign a "sale contract" and participated in the mysterious 42 rounds.
The mysterious shadow threatening death in the mirror, the water ghost calling under the bridge, the zombie crawling in the hospital... These horrors that ordinary people avoid have become my daily work.
The hot-bodied and highly intelligent Yu Jie Master in the bureau always liked to teach me coldly while wearing gold-rimmed glasses: "Fear is an emotion only for the weak."
Until we saw my name written in blood on the wall of the orphanage.
The dusty archives reveal the truth: every supernatural event I have ever experienced was a script carefully designed for me. My body is the ultimate target of all evil spirits - a perfect container prepared for "gods".
When the final trance ceremony started, the master stood in front of me with a sword. And I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth.
"Master, this time... It's my turn to protect you."
