Ten Thousand Souls of the Common People

The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch! Song Yuan, as the spokesperson of hell, his appearance means death. And as a living person, he must constantly deal with the world; Every interaction means death: death from old age, illness, or abnormal death. So far, he has harvested 9,497 souls and planted them in the 9,496 pores of his left hand. Tonight, the bright moon is like a string, and it is about to cut off a life under his eyes, send a soul, and plant it into his nine thousand four hundred and ninety-seven pores——