[The daily salary is 18,000 yuan, and you can exchange your life for money.
Lin Yan, who was kicked out by her landlord and had only three yuan and twenty cents left in her pocket, decided to recruit for the night shift at the funeral parlor.
It was only after signing the contract that I found out—none of the first 17 Night Watchmen survived seven days.
The curator handed him a piece of paper with 13 dead rules on it:
Don't look back at 1 a. M., Don't open the door when you hear a knock on the door, don't approach cabinet No. 3...
On the first night, all the rules were broken.
The lock on the third underground floor was opened, and a woman's voice came from outside the door: "Lin Yan, open the door."
But she didn't come at all tonight.
Lin Yan held onto the pocket watch left by his grandfather and looked at the 18,000 yuan that had arrived in his account:
"If I don't get the 590,000 yuan, I will die here."
But he didn't know that a pair of vicious eyes in the No. 7 Soul-Suppressing Project buried deep underground had already stared at him...
