"Have you ever seen an unlucky guy who was thrust into an internship position in the underworld right after he died?"
When Gu Huaijin woke up, touching the marks on his neck, the little doll in red dress was squatting on the tip of his nose, chewing sugar-coated haws on a stick: "Host, your life is not over, but your death was too tragic. Now you are bound to the 'Ghost Apprehension System' - at the Yuelai Inn on West Street in Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, the singer Su Wan died unjustly for seven days, and all the living people in the courtyard will be slaughtered at midnight tonight."
He held the yin and yang eye charm stuffed in the system and patted it on his eyelids. On the locust tree in the back alley of the inn, a singer in white was hanging in a noose, licking the blood from the corner of her mouth with her tongue: "The shopkeeper said I stole money, but the golden step in his waistband was the one I pulled out before he strangled me to death yesterday."
The autopsy talisman was pressed against the female corpse's heart, and finger marks immediately appeared on the purple neck - what kind of suicide was that?
He was clearly knocked unconscious and hung up!
"Wang Tu, you said she committed suicide out of fear of crime?" Gu Huaijin kicked open the shopkeeper's door and wrapped the soul-binding rope around her ankle with a "swish", "Then why is the Jin Bu Yao in your crotch still stained with the blood from her fingernails?"
When Li Wuchang's impermanence flag fluttered outside the window, Gu Huaijin touched the Yin-Yang Mirror in her arms and smiled: "Old man, you let the evil ghost open the Yin-Yang Gate for you? When I finish these three dynasties and become a regular official - the soul-binding rope will be the first to put it around your neck."
