The master is dead.
He died late at night during the Hungry Ghost Festival, in his own quiet room.
The cause of death was not ghosts, demons, or humans—
It was his shadow that stood up from the wall and strangled him to death.
He left me three things:
A wordless scripture without a single word;
Half a copper coin cut open;
A piece of paper with three words written on it——
"Shadow Buddha."
Taking these three things with me, I went down the mountain and entered the city I had never set foot in for twenty years.
Ghosts in a haunted house press on the bed, ghost wedding invitations, office workers jumping off buildings, evil children in wells in urban villages...
One mystery after another ultimately points to the same existence:
A Buddha hidden in the shadows.
And I am the last soul container of the Seven Souls of the Ghost King.
Master said, I was born with the eye of cause and effect, and I can see everyone's cause and effect, but I can't see my own destiny.
The Buddha said that cause and effect cannot be changed.
Taoism is natural.
And I just want to see——
This last generation of the Netherworld Tradition,
Can I change my life for once?
The contents of this book are purely fictitious
