The Ghost Cries Out To Catch The Ghost

A lighthearted urban legend... The downpour had been going on for hours; at 3:00 a.m., the sky was filled with rolling dark clouds, lightning, and thunder. Wang Xu, clad in a raincoat and clutching a shovel, stepped outside and headed toward the graveyard next to his apartment building. The digging began... At this hour, suburban roads are usually deserted-not a single car in sight, let alone any pedestrians. Of course, in a downpour like this, even if a crowd of onlookers gathered within ten meters of Wang Xu, they wouldn't be able to make out what he was doing-or even tell if he was human or a ghost.