Supernatural: The Fox Immortal Reigns Above, and a Hundred Ghosts Circle

Ever since I was little, my grandfather had laid down three ironclad rules for me! When night fell, I was not allowed to leave the house. A statue of the Fox Immortal was enshrined at home, and I had to offer incense three times every morning and evening with devout reverence. On the first and fifteenth of every month, I had to let the blood from my fingertip drip into the depths of the ancient well inside our home. My grandfather said that I should have returned to the underworld the moment I was born. Fortunately, the Fox Immortal had come to my aid on the day of my birth, allowing me to be reborn...