Underworld Broker: All My Cursed Clients Are Ghosts

I graduated straight into unemployment. Two months behind on rent, I was nearly starving to death in an urban village.

Then a bizarre text came out of nowhere:

[No. 744 Underworld Road is hiring at an underworld agency. Monthly salary: 10,000 yuan. Meals and accommodation included.]

I thought it was a scam, but I really did end up in a forbidden zone for the living.

The boss was a stingy old ghost, and all the clients were a motley bunch of wronged spirits:

a darkness-fearing hanged ghost, a socially anxious water ghost, a female ghost whose obsession with a celebrity had gone too far, and a married ghost couple who argued until one side lost and died of frustration...

One second I was scared out of my wits, and the next I was laughing so hard I was pounding the bed.

Me: “I’m scared. I want to quit.”

Old Bai: “You signed the contract. Break it, and your soul will be scattered.”

From then on, I took jobs at midnight and ran errands between the living and the dead.

While other people worked nine to nine, six days a week, I went to work and saw ghosts.

I just never expected that these seemingly hilarious ghosts

would all have stories behind them that hurt more than the last...

Comedy + horror + episodic tales + satisfying thrills. The excitement never lets up!