Myth: I Work in Logistics in Heaven

Dayu Dynasty, Jingcheng, Xishi Yizhuang. The night was terrifyingly dark, and the rain was pouring down, making a crackling sound on the broken tiles. A drop of rainwater leaked down the cracks in the house and hit Chen Sanjin on the tip of his nose. The cold made him shrink his neck, but he didn't move. He only moved the dying lantern in his hand forward, and the dim yellow light barely shone on the iron bed. He lowered his head and glanced at the corpse book in his hand. "Number 365." Chen Sanjin's voice was hoarse and muffled, and sounded particularly depressing when mixed with the sound of rain. "Cause of death: God's punishment. Note: It is charged, and it is strictly forbidden to touch. Cremation is recommended."