Xu Jianchuan was twenty-six years old. He was guarding a paper shop in the old city that was about to run out of business. During the day, he wrote elegiac couplets, made paper figurines, and delivered shrouds. At night, he kept vigil to make extra money.
That night, he picked up a shouqiu with a ridiculously high price.
The mourning hall is located in the old ancestral hall at the end of Huilong Lane. Behind the filial curtain stand three people wearing sackcloth and mourning. In the coffin lies an old lady that no one dares to look at.
When midnight came, someone called out his name through the filial curtain.
Xu Jianchuan subconsciously agreed.
After dawn, all the people keeping watch were gone, leaving only the roll call book in front of the tomb, with his birthday and birth date written in white on black paper.
There is also a white deed issued by the Chenghuang Temple.
There is only one sentence written in the deed:
`Yang's life is not over yet, so come and take your place first. `
From that day on, he became the Baiqi Chai of the Heting City God's Temple.
The idle tasks that living people cannot do, the night roads that dead people can't finish, and the dirty work that the poor do not want to do all fall on his head.
The old lady who refused to enter the house at night, the paper bride who refused to get off the sedan after borrowing shoes embroidered by a living person, the river lantern calling the wrong name by the pier, the door god whose face was changed on the old street, the false god who became more spiritual but shorter-lived as he worshiped at the temple fair...
After completing each order, he could get some lamp oil back from the temple and live a few more days.
If you can't finish running, your life light will go out.
To make matters worse, he gradually discovered that his grandfather, who disappeared when the temple was demolished in the old city, had also done this job.
What this city lacks is not a temporary worker at all.
He is a night judge who truly dares to say "should not die" for the living.
