Huaiyin Ferry

Don't look back on the road to Huaiyin, red shoes will lead to endless evil. If grandma wants to leave in person, her grandson must swim for her. In the southwest foggy area, on the ancient roads of deserted villages, every sixty years, an old woman in a red wedding dress disappears into the depths of the thick fog. The night my grandma died, the red satin shoes she had sewn by herself disappeared. Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, three sticks of hot incense were still burning. "Grandma" wearing a bright red wedding dress lowered her eyes from the branches: "Grandson, these shoes are too small for me to wear." Upon further investigation, Wang Xiaochuan discovered that behind these longevity shoes embroidered with butterflies, there was a blood sacrifice curse that spanned three generations - the land deeds from a century ago, the coffin shops of the Republic of China, the grass stage theater troupes of the 1970s, and thousands of black butterflies were emerging from the layers of red coffins. And he was selected to become the next "soul attractor". This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.