Ghost Inn at the Yellow Springs: My Family's Inn Leads Straight to the Underworld

After my grandfather passed away, I inherited the family business: an inn that had been in our family for generations.

The inn stood on the outskirts of Fog City.

Its gloomy decor kept most strangers away.

But I never had to worry about business.

Because my family’s inn didn’t serve the living. It guided wandering spirits across.

The inn for the living: “We’ve been waiting for you.”

The Ghost Post Station of the Yellow Springs: “Welcome.”

I am the young master of the Ghost Post Station of the Yellow Springs, in the Netherworld.

When it comes to wicked ghosts and demons that have committed countless evils, I kill them. I don’t guide them across...