Lin Ye transmigrated to an era overrun by ghosts and became the eighteenth-generation heir to a paper effigy shop.
One day, when Lin Ye returned to the shop after going out, he found a blood-red love letter left at the door.
He didn’t panic in the slightest. At night, surrounded by paper effigies in his shop, Lin Ye felt completely safe.
As midnight approached, a decadent atmosphere filled the air, and the area outside the shop transformed into a bizarre red-light district.
A giggle like the chime of silver bells rang out. A female ghost in red, blood running from all seven orifices, pushed open the door. The moment she saw Black and White Impermanence standing beside Lin Ye, her face froze.
Lin Ye smiled. “You’re right on time.”
