On a rainy night, in a wasteland and a solitary grave, from time to time purple lightning and blue light burst through the sky with rolling thunder. In the flickering light and darkness, Xu Youan could barely see clearly a man wearing a long gown of the Republic of China not far away. With just one glance, I couldn't look away. The other party has a tall and slender figure, a cold and clear face, and an outstanding grace. But that terrifying ghostly aura was clearly a lonely ghost crawling out of hell.
"The day of death is approaching, so take care of yourself."
After a moment of stalemate, Xu Youan listened to his first words. And this sentence rewrote his future destiny...
The six lines of divination are used for underworld marriage; the tree is sacrificed for burial, and mountain ghosts are encountered; the burial mound is used to carry a dragon coffin; the four doors are aligned to represent the grievances and grievances of the five families. Disputes arose again, and God Shu reappeared...
Attackers and sufferers plot against each other, everyone has their own purposes, people in the world are sinister, and ghosts also have justice. Affection may be late, but it will never be absent.