[Northeastern Supernatural] [Urban Legend] [Group Portrait] [Chu Ma Xian] [Real Ghost Stories] [Erlang Zhenjun Tangkou] [First Person Memoir]
My name is Lu Changsheng, and I am one hundred and three years old.
I've seen too many things in my life that I shouldn't have seen.
When I was seven years old, it snowed heavily in Harbin. In the middle of the night, someone imitated my mother's voice and called me outside the door.
But my mother is obviously sleeping next to me.
I covered my mouth tightly to prevent me from making any sound.
I looked out from the crack of the door and saw a woman wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket standing outside. She has a human body but a face like an old cat.
Later I found out that the thing was called a cat-faced old lady.
From then on, I started to see things that others couldn't.
A faceless female ghost, a long-headed female, a yellow-skinned man asking for a title, a snow monster in Changbai Mountain, a dragon falling from Yingkou...
I thought I was just short-lived and prone to evil.
It wasn't until I was sixteen years old that I was forced to establish a court.
At the entrance of other people's houses, the offerings are fox yellow and white willow ashes.
My house has been empty for more than ten years.
On the night of the ceremony, the whole room was full of immortals who didn't dare to come in. The evil hall door wanted to steal my eyes.
The third dog barked, and six words finally appeared on the blank hall list.
Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun.
That was the year I realized it.
I can see dirty things, never because I am short-lived.
It's because my eyes have borrowed the divine light from the True Lord.
