Qu Jiu Niang of the Nine-Bend White River

[An old short story.] The Peach Blossom Gentleman suddenly leaned closer to me. "Did you also oversleep, miss the opening of the Ghost Gate, and get stuck here?" I spat, "You think the Underworld has anyone else as thick-headed as you?" The Peach Blossom Gentleman looked puzzled. "What's your name, miss?" I rolled my eyes at him. "Qu Jiu. I'm a ghost guard who watches the Ghost Gate in the Underworld." The Peach Blossom Gentleman froze, then suddenly grabbed my hand. "Ninth Lady, take me back to the world of the living!" Theme: