The Red Line of Hell: a Handbook of Urban Taboos

Lu Chen was just an ordinary takeaway rider. Until the eve of the Ghost Festival, he received an order of "underworld takeout" delivered to the old locust tree at the intersection. White rice, white candles, yellow paper money. The blue-gray human hand sticking out from the tree hole became a nightmare he would never forget. He thought that the order would be over - but an APP called "Yin Dian Speed ​​Dating" was automatically installed on his mobile phone. His job number was 0244, and he had 32 years left to live. If he refused to accept the order, his life would be suspended. From then on, his takeout box no longer contained Malatang and milk tea: At two o'clock in the morning, an unmanned convenience store needs to deliver "travel money" to a group of "customers" queuing up to shop. Under an overpass on a rainy night, someone ordered a "resurrection soup" and the recipient was a girl who drowned seven days ago. At the urban village demolition site, a non-existent alley appears at 11 o'clock every night. At the end of the alley, there are people waiting to collect takeaways. What sent chills down his spine the most was that the delivery address of the top VIP customer who frequently placed orders late at night turned out to be his own house number. When Lu Chen thought he was just a porter between the Yin and Yang realms, he found that there was an order marked in the task list of the APP: [Recipient: Lu Chen. Status: awaiting death. Delivery countdown: unknown. It turns out that he did not choose this part-time job. But someone had written his name on the delivery list a long time ago.