Death Cab

On the Hungry Ghost Festival, the gate of ghosts opens, yin must move, yang must decline, evil spirits walk on wet roads, and evil spirits descend into the world... This sentence that I have heard since childhood turned out to be a turning point in my fate. I was a taxi driver and fell in love with a "person" I shouldn't love. Taxi No. 008 Dragged me into a bizarre whirlpool. What kind of secrets were hidden behind it? All kinds of bizarre experiences made me struggle with little understanding...