When I was eighteen years old, Huang Pizi sought revenge, and the entire village, men, women, old and young, lay dead in the wilderness. From then on, I embarked on a path of no return.
What exactly is in the blood pool?
Who was buried in a coffin facing the sky?
Which dignitary is the golden coffin?
What is the origin of the big shot in the locust wood coffin?
Can a sky-shielding coffin really make people live forever?
My name is Yeshe, and I am trained as a coffin bearer...
