Lu Xiao earned a large commission and was run over by a big guy while drunk while crossing the road. When I opened my eyes again and lay in a broken wooden house, there was only a rancid bedding, a water vat, and a broken table. He touched the blood on the back of his head and his stomach growled. Do ghosts also need to eat? He pushed open the wooden door and stuck his head out - it was dark outside, but there seemed to be light in the distance. This underworld was a little different from what he thought.
