After dropping dead from overwork one night, I wake up as the night watchman at a funeral home, bound to a “lie flat and get rich” System: spend a night watching over a corpse, and earn ten thousand yuan. I think heaven has finally taken care of me, until the seventh night, when the female corpse I am watching opens her eyes, adds me on WeChat, and calls me “hubby.”
Only then does the System reveal its true nature: this isn't about funerals, it's about ghost marriages. I've already “married” seven dead people, men and women, young and old. Even stranger, every one of my spouses is related to me by blood.
And the System's final message is this: my death in my previous life was no accident. I killed myself. Fragments of the seven ghosts' memories piece together a terrifying truth: “I” am hunting me down, and the only person who can save me is the previous Host, the old man keeping watch at the funeral home's entrance...
