I worked as a clerk in a coffin shop, and my boss asked me to stay overnight at the richest man's house. I was paid ten taels.
Everyone said that the young lady from the richest man's family was haunted by a fierce ghost. The Taoist priests invited to perform rituals in the courtyard burned hundreds of talismans and rang the bells until they fell apart. As a result, she was so shaken by the ghost's energy that she vomited blood and shouted, "It's a century-old ghost. There's no way to save her. Run!"
In the chaos, I was the only one staring blankly at the line of small words above the head of the "Li Gui".
[Name: The resentful ghost in red (the third concubine of the Wang family)]
[Weaknesses: Extreme photophobia, his throat was slit by a mirror fragment before his death, and he has a huge psychological shadow on mirrors]
[Drop: A wisp of pure soul power]
I silently put down the door panel that I was going to use to carry the coffin, took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from my arms, and picked up an unburned torch from the side.
Under everyone's horrified eyes, I held a torch in one hand and a bronze mirror in the other, and walked towards the ghost step by step.
"You... Don't come here!" The fierce ghost who looked fierce just now was actually trembling with fear.
