In modern cities, no matter how bright the lights are, they cannot illuminate the funeral sheds or the lonely morgues in the middle of the night.
On the ninth day of the lunar month of Yin, as the name suggests, a person has a tough life, a clumsy tongue, low academic qualifications, no Taoism, no amulet, and only a brave man who is not afraid of heaven and earth. By chance, I got into the industry and started doing a one-stop service: keeping vigil, putting on shrouds, setting up mourning sheds, attending funerals, visiting graves, and rounding graves.
Others are afraid of ghosts, but he is afraid of not being able to settle accounts, not doing things well, and being picked on by his boss.
While others respect gods and avoid evil, he only respects his conscience, abides by rules, and does not deceive the dead or deceive the living.
The evil spirits in the city only pick on soft persimmons, but they just can't match the evil spirit of Chujiu.
The midnight footsteps in the morgue, the shadows in red clothes in the rental house, the crying children in the resettlement building, the dead souls blocking the way in the old community... One by one, one by one, he was able to put an end to them all with his determination to not be afraid, greedy, bully, or humiliated.
He doesn't understand Taoism, but he understands people's hearts; he can't catch ghosts, but he can suppress evil spirits.
When others asked him what he was capable of, Yin Chujiu chuckled:
"I don't have any skills. I'm just brave and have a good heart. I don't dare to approach anyone."
A white road, half of the city is full of fireworks.
On the ninth day of the lunar month of Yin, the rules of funeral rituals are observed, the yin and evil in the city are suppressed, and the hearts of the yin and yang worlds are at peace.
