Gui Temple on a Rainy Night: I Rely on Folk Customs to Break the Rules and Become a God

As the special representative of Shengjing Cultural Tourism, Wang Minmin went to Japan to take over the acquisition of Jiguang Temple. This ancient temple in the mountains, which has been closed for ten years, is as dark as a prison. The abbot Qingshui Zongxuan has made a death sentence: When you are ugly, you don't go out, don't respond to calls, and don't look in the mirror. On the first night, the project director died in the Zen room, with his hands clasped together in a weird corpse posture, and black blood oozing from his mouth and nose. On the second night, the financial manager committed suicide by hanging himself from the beam, clutching the dead man's exclusive red soul-soothing guard in his hand. Everyone said it was resentful spirits seeking their lives and ghosts and gods taking revenge. Only Wang Minmin could see through it—— The curse is false, the silence is true; the supernatural is the appearance, and the evidence of guilt is the inside. The missing 300 square meters of land contains unknown remains from the war; The silent and forbearing abbot, guarding the sins that he dared not speak of for half his life; The evil forces and capital chasing her just want to bury the truth underground forever. She is a top student in folklore and a calm and decisive heroine. Don't believe in ghosts and gods, only believe in evidence; don't believe in love, only solve unsolved cases. The ugly clock rang again, the White Witch appeared, and the door to the underground palace slowly opened. This time, she will open hell with her own hands and let the dead souls who have been sleeping for hundreds of years return home in a dignified way. "The truth is more important than life and death, and justice is never late."