I watched myself getting closer and closer to the mouth of this terrible ghost. The whole heart mentioned the voice and eyes, and the heart beat violently and fluttered. Soon I came to the mouth of the ghost. She opened her mouth, which had been broken into half at once, and jumped at me in an instant.

At this moment, I was desperate. My heart said that my life would come to an end. My fate should end in the hands of a ghost. That's too sad. Just then I saw a stack of yellow characters on the bedside. Then I remembered that I was a Taoist monk. As a...