Live in troubled times and die in troubled times!
Someone will always die, don't worry!
"Ten thousand ways to die, which one do you choose?" Asked a cold voice.
"No... It's not that I want to die, I... I want others to die." There was panic in the voice of the person who answered.
"Oh! What's the reason? I won't accept it without a reasonable reason." The cold voice asked again.
"The reason! He... He led someone to beat my son to death." The old man looked at the other person, tears streaming down his weather-beaten face.
"That's a reasonable reason! I'll help you with it for ten taels of silver! I only accept cash, and I need an item that belongs to that person. Go ahead and prepare it!" The cold voice had a hint of transaction simplicity.
My name is Song Zhong. Just by hearing this name, you can tell how domineering it is - send it to the end.
By chance, I gained three special abilities:
Collect souls, drive away ghosts and gods, and determine life and death.
I don't know if this is lucky or unfortunate!
People in the small village would call me "trespassing". Other people's children go out to play with other children during the day.
I'm quite different. I always go to the mass graves behind the village late at night to look for ghosts.
Every time my family found out that I was missing late at night, they would run to that dark place in fear to look for me.
This is my first time writing a long novel, so I would like to ask my family for their advice. First of all, I would like to thank you all!
