I walked down the streets of the underworld.

The sky was overcast, and there was no sun in the underworld.

A ghost came over and was soaked.

"That's a drowned ghost." Qing said.

Qing was a ghost who died a year before me.

"That's a hangman." She pointed to a grim face and said.

"That's the Starving Ghost."

"It was a car accident."

"It was a fall to his death."

One by one, she explained to me, the new ghost.

"Did you drown in a dye vat?" I asked, pointing to a colorful skeleton.

"No, that's the non-mainstream of the underworld." Qing replied.

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