Samsara Tea House

I opened a teahouse on Wangchuan Street and only dealt with dead people. Before death, people have obsessions, ghosts reincarnate and have grievances, demons practice and have inner demons - my tea can solve all the "can't let go" in the world. But I never dare to drink the tea I brewed. Because the account book said that I was in debt for three thousand six hundred and fifty days. And the thirteen lanterns on the wall remind me every night: Customers who have not repaid their debts will stay in the tea shop forever. Until the seventh Zhongyuan night, a woman holding a red umbrella walked in. She looked at the fourteenth newly lit lantern on the wall and said softly: "Haven't you noticed yet?" "Those people in the lanterns..." "It's all..."