Tales of the Haunted Night: What's the Harm in Catching a Few Million Ghosts?

A young Taoist priest told me I was going to die soon. My time would come in three days.

I didn't believe him, until I discovered that evil spirits really were haunting me.

A nightmare I could never escape. The sound of a human-skin drum rang in my ears.

Sealed memories quietly began to awaken.

My eyes started growing stranger and stranger.

A woman in white in the classroom, leisurely playing with her own eyeballs.

The old man selling fruit by the door, holding up his leg to scratch himself.

Even in my own home, little ghosts often joined hands to play soccer.

I went closer for a look. They were clearly human heads...

I broke down, desperate to run away!

But then the girl made into a human drum grinned at me...

"It hurts so much. How about we replace this human-skin drum with you?"

Just when I thought I was doomed, the young Taoist priest appeared again, as quietly as before.

"Your birth chart is extremely yin, and you were born with a special constitution. Now your Yin-Yang Eyes have awakened, too."

"If you want to live, come with me."

From then on, I spent my life collecting souls, catching ghosts, capturing demons, and studying the Taoist arts.