The night shift at the logistics station only recruits young people with strong yang energy. It wasn't until the night he joined the company that Feng Qian discovered something was wrong - all thirty-seven of his colleagues mysteriously disappeared after midnight.
The courier note was filled with the amount of ghost coins, and the name of the deceased was written in the shipping column. When he tore open the first package, a small green and black hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
What's even worse is that his ancestral Onmyoji technique glows in the palm of his hand - his grandfather said before he died that this ability will only be activated when encountering really dirty things.
"Feng Qian, since you can see them, I will leave this batch of express delivery across Yin and Yang to you."
When the management's voice came from the empty control room, Feng Qian put away the ghost-haunting talisman in the package and smiled.
"Delivery is possible, let's agree first - the delivery fee I charge must be ten times the amount of Hades Coin."
