The Supernatural Resurgence: From the Start, I Commanded an Adorable Vengeful Ghost

> After losing at rock-paper-scissors to a gravestone for the 9,999th time, I decided to dance the viral "Subject Three" routine for this grave from the Guangxu era.

> A lucky soul struck by a mysterious object, I became the only lunatic able to chat with vengeful ghosts.

> By day, I moonlight at a crematorium grilling sausages. By night, I discuss philosophy with century-old ghosts.

> Until I ran into a little girl ghost squatting in the women's restroom, with half a sausage stuck between her fangs.

> Just as I was about to chant a spell and send her on her way, my memories from a past life suddenly awakened: she was my master's daughter!

> "Daddy?" She tilted her head, the talisman around her neck burning my soul.

> With my peachwood sword suspended in midair, I heard my own divided voice say, "Good girl, call me Daddy."