For one hundred thousand yuan, Chen Fan signed a life and death certificate and moved into the most haunted house in Jiangcheng.
At midnight, a naked and beautiful "girl" sat astride Chen Fan and breathed into his ear: "It's so cold..."
In a desperate situation, Chen Fan awakened his true eyes and saw her frightened and delicate face clearly. "Don't be afraid, I can see you." From then on, Chen Fan became the only "soul ferryman". The school belle of the Republic of China who died of regret completed her thesis and kissed her forehead in the fragrance of books; she avenged the murdered wealthy daughter and danced the last song with her under the moon; she sought justice for the hidden female star...
Until Lin Xueran, the high-ranking female director of Bingshan of the Town Yesi Division, pointed a gun at Chen Fan's heart, her beautiful eyes filled with jealousy and warning: "Chen Fan! Why do you smell like so many female ghosts on your body?"
"Director Lin, don't point the gun at me, it's shaking. Are you nervous, or does it also want to be saved by me?" Chen Fan chuckled, holding the cold barrel of the gun and the even colder hand under the barrel.
