Urban One Northeast Comes Out of the Horse Fairy

>I am the most cowardly child in the village, but I became Black Mother's disciple. >The first time I channeled a spirit was at my second uncle's funeral, when the coffin lid suddenly exploded. >The old man who had been dead for seven days sat up straight and stared at me with his rotten eye sockets. >My body jumped up onto the altar table uncontrollably, pointing at the crowd and singing a divine tune. >"The scar on the back of the head, the handle of the hammer... The murderer is right here!" >Amidst the uproar of the crowd, I saw the real murderer secretly scratch the back of his head. >The old immortal who was attached to me suddenly sneered: "Baby, the bruise on your second uncle's wrist was not detected by the forensic doctor."