Fellow Taoist, Please Stay. I See Your Hall Is Turning Black.

[No heroine, both good and evil, decisive killing, funeral drama, funny] On the day Gu Changsheng died, blood rained in the three realms. Then he climbed out of the coffin and found that he could hear leaks from everything. He became a mourner who walked between the dungeon and the real world, specializing in collecting the souls of those who should have died but refused to leave. Fellow Taoist, please stay. I see that your hall has turned black, and there will be a bloody disaster within three breaths. So, give me fifty spiritual stones, I will collect the whole corpse for you, and inherit your inheritance by the way? When all the worlds realized that he was not joking, and when all the immortals and Buddhas in the sky became rubbings in his coffin, Gu Changsheng stood at the end of the abyss with a knife in his hand, smiled and said, don't be nervous, I am just a funeral practitioner. It's just that what I am burying is all the heavens and worlds.