Crossing the Soul: Twelve Nights in Zhizhapu

My name is Sang Xiaoman, and I opened a paper-making shop in Huaiyin Town. The shop only deals with dead people, and there are three rules: no living figures, no orders during the day, and every time a piece of paper is tied, you must listen to an obsession story. Five years ago, I was burned to death in this shop in a fire. Now I can see ghosts with my right eye and people with my left eye, but I can't see myself clearly. Twelve pieces of paper, twelve reincarnation tickets, twelve people who refused to leave. Axiu was sold, and after her death she only asked for a warm wedding dress for her sister; Liu Sanniang waited at the ferry for five years, and finally saw her husband squatting in front of someone else's grave with a lantern, and just said "No wait"; Zhao Xiaohuan was sold into a brothel by her husband, became a ghost, and carried the orphaned girl home every night. In my shop, I will first save the female ghost. Because I understand the suffering of women. But my reincarnation post is blank. Until that night, eleven ghosts came back at the same time and handed over eleven old objects from the world to form a road. Finally, a line of words appeared on the post: "In the next life, I will be the second daughter of an ordinary family and have a peaceful life." After reading it, I burned the post. There are many ghosts who can be reincarnated, but few are willing to wait for you under the light. I'm not leaving.