New stories coming soon, planned as follow-ups:
"Cute Ghost Stories": A fierce ghost who loves acting cute, top × a gentle makeup artist, bottom
"Transmigrating: My House Has a Husband (Farming)": A gentle, doting chef, top × a plain and capable man, bottom. Add them to your collection!
Also recommending a friend's stories:
"The Drama Queen Heavenly Master Catches Ghosts in All Kinds of Ways"
One-line summary: Turns a Taoist temple into a monster rehabilitation center
"[Crossover] This Really Isn't My Body"
One-line summary: I still haven't managed to get along with the sword spirits today!
"Failed to Pin Him Down, Got Flirted With Instead [Reborn]" by Li Yuguan
One-line summary: What should I do when I can't control my growing feelings for my best friend?
“In our line of work, we walk the yin road and spend paper money. We make our living off the dead and do business with them. The only god we believe in is Yama, and the only Buddha we worship is Ksitigarbha. After death, your accounts are settled according to your business dealings. If you ran a deficit, you get rolled through the oil cauldrons; if you made a profit, you get a bowl of the Yellow Springs' water, and you'll be poor for the rest of your next life. You, a pampered young master with such delicate skin, think you can handle it?”
Lao Ying
“I do this work because wherever the person I love is, that's where I'll be. We'll brave mountains of blades and seas of fire together, face every hardship together, and I'd even dare walk right up to Yama's gates. What do you think, can I handle it?”
Shen Xiaoyun
Lao Ying has spent his whole life missing just two things: a wife, and common sense.
Then one day, the man who lacked a wife and had an extraordinary lack of common sense blurted out, “If I can't find a woman with two legs, surely I can find a man with three! I refuse to believe my luck is so bad that I can't even find myself a husband!”
Of course, the perk the heavens give to a man with no common sense is good luck...
A grizzled bachelor yin merchant, top × a young master with a homemaker's heart, bottom
A warm and sweet story
Note: Yin merchants do business with ghosts, spirits, and their families, fulfilling their wishes or putting them to work for themselves.
New story, "I Dug Up a Husband in the Graveyard": Full blurb
Playful blurb:
A ghost knocks at midnight, with a sign on its forehead that says, “May good fortune greet you when you leave home”?
A ghost sits on his chest at night, only to tuck him in?
The Goddess of Childbirth travels all this way just to ask a grown man to have a baby?!
You enormous ancient monster, Taotie, can you stop puckering up with that bashful look and smooching me? “Um, sister-in-law. Our boss wants you to be his wife.”
You promised me a house, so what's with this three-foot-tall grave mound in front of me?!
He howls into the night: Can you people just let him quietly guard the bones in this deserted graveyard?
Enraged, Ye Lai says, “Sir, could I borrow your pickaxe?”
The old man guarding the mountain asks, “Young man, what are you going to do?”
Ye Lai grins viciously. “Dig up a husband from a grave.”
The old man: “...”
Is there a hole in this guy's head?
A goofy, scatterbrained gravekeeper in the wilderness who also works as a crematorium operator, top × a cute, clueless creature who lives in a grave and is set on marrying the top, bottom
Serious blurb: "Dreams of Life and Death"
The twelve Qin bronze figures, the nine Xia tripods, the Heshibi jade of the Warring States period: lost relics unravel a conspiracy spanning thousands of years.
Bronze endures, ancient tombs shine on. The regrets of the Orchid Pavilion, the wondrous goddess of the Luo River. A thousand-year-old dream, one great dream in which life and death are told apart.
An immortal mountain in the sea, a drum tower atop the clouds, ancient Loulan buried beneath the deep mountains, an imperial tomb rising from a scorching sea.
An accident guided by vengeful spirits, and one inscrutable heart after another.
A village of headless corpses, a tower with severed arms, a tree bearing human-eye grapes, snake-necked people, the Twelve Heavens of the Ancient Buddha...
A man who can connect dreams to reality, and a mysterious group who come and go like shadows. Who will obtain the lost treasure and uncover the truth behind the life-and-death game?
A scatterbrained top who can communicate with reality through dreams × a cute, clueless bottom who crawled out of a grave
Theme:
I don't care about the sky, I don't care about the earth, and I don't care about the air in the middle. I just want to bury you!
Hahahaha I was wondering if Gong turned into a baby
Well, does the author like to watch story telling?
I feel like those Shuras were not beaten up.
I feel like the women in the author's article don't love themselves. Although it's about beauty, I think it's a bit too biased because there aren't so many weird girls.
Is waiting more painful for the person being waited for or for the one waiting?
There Are Insects: Afraid of the Cliff The protagonist suffered so much that he became a god.
This reminds me of the Zhao family in Jianwang Sanli
What does it mean to kneel down on the durian? You should kneel down on the shortbread. If it breaks, you will be punished.
The black moon fox is innocent, but what about the other fox? No revenge?