Something Strange Is Coming, I'm Making a Fortune Selling Coffins

In the barber shop, a wooden comb was gently swiping in the air. There were obviously no customers, so why did a large patch of fallen hair appear on the mirror... During the filming of a ghost film, the director was holding a camera alone, but there was no one around, so why was he having fun and making fun? In the emergency room, the nurse picked up the scalpel and the patient stood aside. Who was that person lying on the bed? After the third watch, the white cloth bangs the bell and ghost money is swayed. When folk customs cease to be folk customs, when taboos become strange, What should people who have always been superstitious do? All I know is that I am going to make a fortune selling coffins!