Lin Ye traveled to an era where ghosts were everywhere and became the descendant of the 18th generation paper maker.
One day when I went out to the store outside the forest, a bloody erotic letter was left at the door.
For this reason, Lin Ye did not panic at all. In the paper-making shop full of paper figures at night, Lin Ye could only feel a sense of security.
Late at night, the atmosphere of corruption was permeating the air, and the outside of the store strangely turned into a red light district.
Laughter rattled like a silver bell, and a female ghost wearing red clothes and bleeding from all her orifices pushed open the door and entered. Looking at the black and white Wu Chang next to Lin Ye, her face instantly froze.
Lin Ye said with a smile: "You came just in time."
