I Run a Funeral Parlor

I use a coffin for a bed and a lonely grave for a mother. I was destined to die young, so every year my godfather forces me to extend my life with a coffin smeared in ghostly yin energy. To stay alive, I joined a funeral shop and became a Taoist priest. From ghostly bedmates and digging up bones for money to zombie corpses, flying-head curses, and three-legged toads, I kept encountering bizarre events, all to seize yin energy and survive. But gradually, I discovered that I wasn't actually alive!