Late at night, Hongfu Garden.
Zhang Fan returned home, subconsciously glancing at the clock hanging on the wall—it was exactly eleven o'clock.
Usually at this hour, Li Yishan had already come home and shut himself inside.
This was a habit cultivated over many years; he had to admit, the strict family discipline bordered on eccentricity.
"Match-3 Puzzle Funeral Home!?"
Zhang Fan caught sight of a business card on the table from the corner of his eye.
"Liu Xingyu!"
Zhang Fan picked up the card; it was one he'd brought back with Sui Chunsheng and others on their last visit to the Match-3 Puzzle Funeral Home.
Zhan Xinyue had said that this "Corpse Burner" was quite popular on Little Yellow Book. Compared to the Thousand-Year-Old Demon, he was much better at marketing and building his persona.
A young cutie, skilled in Daoist Magic, burning corpses and collecting ashes at the funeral home in the dead of night, encountering all kinds of strange events…
