[System + city + catching ghosts + ferrying people + delivering food + suspense]
In my ninth year of delivering food, I received the weirdest order in my life.
The note read: "Send to the third floor below ground level, knock on the door three times, and don't look back."
"Where are you monster? Your delivery boy is here to collect you."
"Wow, you are the poorest ghost I have ever seen."
"Brother Da, whatever you say is what it is, I will follow you."
"People in the world are full of desires. No wonder there are so many resentful ghosts and demons, gods and Buddhas reincarnation, and people are not like humans."
"Hahaha, the more greedy modern people are, the stronger we will be. People are delicious food."
This is a story about delivering food to the souls of the dead and enlightening sentient beings in the market.
