The storyteller in the world said: "The ghost shop opened on July 14. It is rumored that the owner is a woman with an unknown appearance. All we know is that the woman is very strange, and the shop is even more strange. It is said that people with wishes come to this shop. Wish can come true, but ordinary people without wishes cannot see this shop."
I laugh, the storyteller only knows one thing but not the other. He only knows that wishes come true, but how can there be a free lunch in this world? I open a ghost shop, is it because I am accumulating bad luck?
I am a ghost, wandering alone in this underworld. The ever-dark scenery in the underworld makes time pass unconsciously. I have long forgotten how long I have been dead and why.
I only vaguely remember that some people said that I will devote my whole life to you and stick to my love for the rest of my life. I will allow you to have a mortal relationship and stay together for the spring and autumn. I will rely on a building railing alone.
Keep? I didn't know whether I should believe it or not, but I gave up on reincarnation and waited beside the Wangchuan River.
I want to see him... Even if it's just for a vague picture. Some people, just one look, can ruin their lives. Because of this obsession, every July 14th, when the gate of ghosts opens, I open a ghost shop. Buying and selling, buying and selling. I get what I want, and they get what they want. Extradition? Each takes what he needs.
The Buddha said that to save others is to save oneself. I don't know where my return is, so I set a number for myself, 100. To be honest, it's not much, 100 wishes, 100 lives. Afterwards, even if my soul is gone, I am willing to do so.
I am Hibiscus. The gate of ghosts will open on July 14th. Welcome to the ghost shop.