I have been able to see ghosts since I was a child. When I was eight years old, my grandfather sealed my eyes with his yangshou. He said, these eyes will kill me.
Twenty years later, I jumped into a glacier to save people. When I was about to die, the seal broke, and the souls of the dead, Yin Qi, and Yin Qi all poured into my eyes.
Yin Chai said: "This is an opportunity and a shackle. You have three years."
During the day I am a history teacher, and at night I settle the grievances of the dead. Migrant workers who were pushed off the scaffolding, terminally ill patients who died in the morgue, female students in red skirts... Behind every dead soul, there is a secret that no living person dares to tell.
Who are you waiting for at the end of the three-year agreement?
