"The Innkeeper"

  The 2nd floor was a long corridor, lined with residents on both sides.

  Huo Man walked along, fshlight in hand, inspecting his surroundings.

  Suddenly, he noticed that the door to Room 207 wasn′t fully closed, leaving a narrow crack in the doorway…

  "The Door Crack"

  Seventy-two nails firmly secured those 36 rectangur wooden pnks. From this moment on, the entire room would remain sealed in darkness forever.

  No one tried to remember it. Everyone left the pce as quickly as possible.

  No one noticed... there was still a crack in the door...

  "The Transfer"

  The leaves had turned yellow, the tree trunk remained somewhat sturdy, and the branches, relying on their tenacious vitality, still held onto two ropes that were only half-intact.

  The ropes snapped cleanly and decisively, bringing the swing seat crashing heavily to the ground.

  On the ground were footprints—not one, not a pair—scattered and chaotic, impossible to trace, accompanied by scattered bloodstains.

  The bloodstains were dark red, glimmering faintly with a lifeless sheen...

  “The Tailor”

  Lao Fu was a renowned tailor in the capital; his craftsmanship was unmatched. From high-ranking officials and nobles to common folk, all were regur patrons of his tailoring shop. However, Lao Fu had six strict rules when making clothes for others:

  Lao Fu only made clothes for the deceased—no requests from the living would be entertained.The family must disclose the deceased's true cause of death without concealment; otherwise, they would bear the consequences.The fabric for the deceased's clothing was personally chosen by Lao Fu, and the design was solely at his discretion.During the tailoring process, the family had to leave the deceased in Lao Fu's shop for him to take measurements and tailor the garments himself.While the clothes were being made, the family was not allowed to visit or interfere with the shop and could only collect the finished garments on the agreed delivery date.When bringing the deceased, the family was also required to prepare offerings such as gold paper ingots, incense, and candles for the deceased.Making clothes for the dead? Wasn't that just making burial garments? Some scoffed at the idea, but Lao Fu's business thrived, bustling with an endless stream of customers.