Tales of Yin and Yang

They say that twins born on the fifth day of the ninth month are fated to live and die, one each... On the night I was born, my mother saw my father's corpse and died in childbirth from grief. After giving birth to me, she passed away. My aunt raised me. Then Xiao Yun, the young woman from my village, repeated the same tragedy from eighteen years ago. Villagers died by suicide or in accidents, and would rather cut out their tongues than speak a word, until the execution of the [False Burial]. Someone snatched me from the hands of a changgui. To save my aunt, who was still barely alive, I set out for Mirror Mountain. When night falls, you can never know whether the figure approaching you is alive or dead... And so the secret from eighteen years ago was finally revealed...