I studied folklore to unravel the curse of men in my family not living past fifty.
>When the Xiangxi corpse exorcist handed over the blood-stained jade cicada, he whispered: "The next clue is in the hands of the Lingnan water ghost."
>Northeast Baojiaxian stared at Yu Chan and narrowed his eyes: "This thing... Has swallowed half of the remaining soul of Emperor Chongzhen."
>The man who fished corpses from the Yellow River suddenly knelt down and bowed to me: "How come you have the aura of the last prince of the Ming Dynasty in you?"
>When I finally gathered all the monsters, the same line of blood words appeared on them under the moon:
>"I have been waiting for you in Meishan for three hundred years."
