My name is Lin Ye, I am 28 years old and work as a night shift convenience store clerk.
A month ago, I was still worried about how to strike up a conversation with a female customer I had a crush on.
Now my trouble is: a ghost who calls himself "the courier from the underworld" stuffs a "yin and yang seal" into my chest, and then is taken away by Black and White Wuchang on the street.
From then on, my left eye looked at the world, and my right eye looked at the underworld.
My landlord has been dead for three years and collects rent on time every day.
Brother Wang from the barbecue stall next door is a starving man, and his skewer skills are top-notch - because his hands are skewers.
A beautiful woman in a red dress came to buy cigarettes at three o'clock in the morning. She raised her head and her orifices were bleeding: "Handsome man, is there a Yellow Crane Tower?"
I originally just wanted to work safely and pay off my mortgage.
As a result, a non-governmental organization called "Dingjing" came to my door and handed me a contract:
"Join us and you'll get five insurances and one gold, as well as accident insurance - the kind that means you'll be killed by a ghost."
Before I could refuse, the people from the Dark Moon Society rushed to the convenience store.
My daily work now:
Work as a cashier at a convenience store during the day and hunt ghosts in the city at night.
Wages have not been increased, and half of my life has been lost.
They say I am the "keeper of the balance of yin and yang".
I said that I was "one of the worst overtime workers in China."
This is a story about an ordinary night shift clerk who is forced to slay demons.
The horror is really scary, and the funny is really funny.
Because if I am not funny, I am afraid I will cry.
——Lin Ye's own handwriting
