I, the corpse stitcher, can touch corpses and see ghosts, and specialize in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction.
But the family curse tells me that I will die at the age of twenty-five, unless... I redress the grievances of the ghost and collect the artifacts.
I thought I could live quietly, but I was involved in the murder case of the senior student in red.
What's even more unfortunate is that I was assigned an official partner - policewoman Chen Xue.
She firmly believed in science and felt that I was the first suspect because of my pretentiousness.
I think she has big breasts and no brains, and is a beautiful burden that can kill me at any time.
We dislike each other, but we have to go back to back at the moment of life and death.
She used bullets to save the souls of the dead, and I used spells to defeat the evil gods.
It wasn't until the day the curse came true and the Netherworld opened, that I discovered that the artifacts I collected were actually the final key to hell.
Chen Xue pointed her gun at me: "Lin Feng, do you choose to lie down in the coffin yourself, or do you want me to send you in with my own hands?"
I smiled and reached out to hold her: "Don't worry, my partner. If you want to lie down, we will lie down together." - On this road to hell, I lack an officially certified burial object.
