My name is Qin. Yes, just that one character, because I can't remember the name I had when I was alive...
"Ghost King, this hardly seems fair..."
"The souls who come to the spirit realm can seal away their own memories. That young man..."
"He's different. It's better not to let him remember."
The Ghost King unrolled the scroll in his hands.
[Wei Qinfeng Age: 19 Cause of death: Unknown]
[Reincarnation currently unavailable. Please promptly determine the cause of death and locate the deceased's ashes.]
"That person... won't let this go."
Qin has been in the spirit realm for a long time. Getting free food and lodging is one thing, but he even mooches off other ghosts' merit, and his relatives haven't even burned him any spirit money.
Reader's Guide:
1. I have no particular content boundaries and write all sorts of things. (One-on-one romance.)
2. This story will feature some niche settings and little worlds, such as traveling theater troupes and shooting competitions.
3. I revise the story frequently. Please bear with me.
Theme: To be added
The writing is smooth and natural, super good