I, Lin Yue, live in a nail-biting household in Naihe Bridge for 800 years.
After eating eight hundred bowls of Meng Po soup, he still didn't forget about that damn scholar Su Mubai.
Judge Cui wanted to send me to hell, so Po Meng handed me a copy of the "Underworld Civil Servant Examination Syllabus" and said, "Take the exam. If you pass the exam, you can stay legally."
I got first place in the exam.
On the day of the interview, the examiner was the reincarnation of the dead ghost I had been waiting for for eight hundred years—Inspection Division Chief Ling Feng.
He hugged his fiancée Cui Yingying and looked at me coldly: "We don't recruit related households."
I laughed.
"Master Ling, you have nightmares every night about me killing you, right?"
His expression changed.
I leaned close to his ear and whispered:
"Then do you know who handed the sword that killed you to me?"
His fiancée's expression also changed.
Interesting.
Eight hundred years later, this drama is finally about to begin.
