On the first night of the vigil at the funeral home, I received the rules of death: I cannot open my eyes at three o'clock in the morning, my footsteps in the morgue are marked, and the paper man must smile back when he smiles.
I did as I was told, but was still dragged into the morgue.
On the verge of death, my yin and yang eyes suddenly awakened - the dead souls in the room were covered with strange blood-colored writings, and those "rules" that almost killed me were all fake!
It turns out that only I can see the real rules.
When I took the real rules to avoid Baigui Yakou and made the evil ghosts kneel down and beg for mercy, the mastermind behind the scenes panicked.
They don't know that it's up to me to set the rules of the night watchman.
