My name is Qing Linyuan, and I took over the night watch shift at the Museum of Horror for money. On the first night, Guman's children's cabinets collectively burst apart, and the corpse of a woman in red pressed against the glass and curled her mouth at me. My colleague peed his pants and tried to run away, but I tore open my shirt - my back was burning with exorcism spells, I bit my fingertips and drew the Five Thunder Edict in the void. The evil spirit poured in, and thousands of evil objects in the museum wailed together, and a contract was concluded in the dark: My Talisman Master bloodline can actually devour the resentful spirits and evolve! From then on, the Midnight Museum became my training ground. The Millennium Corpse King was trained as a watchdog. The red-clothed fierce ghost knelt down and begged to be admitted. Even the curator trembled and begged me: "Brother Qing, that Qin Dynasty tomb-suppressing beast really can't be made into a hand piece!"
