Chen Dadao is a young man who scrapes by in the alleys of South City, wearing flip-flops and oversized shorts, with a bottle of Arctic Ocean soda as his standard accessory.
He's the eighteenth-generation heir to a lineage of ghost-hunting Taoist masters, though his skills work only some of the time, and he often uses his compass as an ashtray.
That night, he was strolling back to the alley with a cigarette in his mouth when something suddenly fell from the sky and hit him squarely on the back of the head.
He looked down and saw half of a bronze mirror covered in talismanic symbols.
He'd just cursed, “Which bastard did that?” when he looked up and saw every light in the alley go out.
In the darkness, countless pairs of glowing green eyes appeared from every direction.
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