My name is Dai Xia. On the surface, I am a freshman in the Physical Education College. Behind my back - well, there is nothing behind my back. I just occasionally see things that others can't see, such as the extra seats in the study room, the auntie who cooks in the cafeteria is actually a starving ghost, and my gentle school belle who has a second face on the back of her head.
Don't ask why, just ask about the yin and yang eyes passed down from our ancestors. My grandpa said this thing is called "spiritual vision", and my dad said it was a disease and he had electricity. Anyway, I was used to seeing ghosts since I was a child, until I entered college and found out that this school was built on a thousand-year-old mass grave. There was no living person among the teachers and students in the school... Oh no, I seemed to be alive.
What's even more outrageous is that my identity as a retired special forces soldier was revealed. The "grandmaster" from the martial arts gym next door asked me to kick him out, but I could only pretend to be punched away; the non-mainstream president of the campus paranormal club invited me to join him, saying that I was "a unique exorcism wizard"; even a runaway fairy from the fairy world stayed in my dormitory and refused to leave, saying that I had the "blood of an emperor".
I just want to ask: How come I, a poor college student who lives on scholarships, become a favorite among the three worlds of humans, ghosts and immortals? And can you please stop haunting me during my final exams! I haven't reviewed my high school math yet!
