Northwest Yin and Yang Affairs

A bowl of fried wheat dough has locked the evil spirits of the Gobi for decades; There is a knock on the wooden door in the middle of the night, and the ghost is looking for me to beg for a substitute; The black cat's barren tomb blocks the road, and three incense sticks cut off the evil spirit. When I was seventeen years old, I accidentally broke through the boundary between yin and yang and was haunted by old resentful spirits. My grandfather taught me how to observe incense and distinguish evil spirits, and how to use tree branches to suppress ghosts. He also taught me the unknown rules of yin and yang in the deserted villages in the northwest. I thought I could return to normal life just by resolving an old grudge, but I didn't know that the cause and effect laid down back then had already entangled my fate. Many years later, after failing the college entrance examination, I picked up my yin and yang trade and traveled to deserted deserts and old graves in deserted mountains to overcome evil spirits, eliminate evil spirits, and pay off old debts. The road is full of yellow sand, divided into yin and yang, accompanied by evil spirits. All the stories begin on that cold Laba night in Fengsha Castle.