Su Li, the top modern funeral director, has a secret that cannot be told——
Every funeral she takes will travel back to ancient times.
The living must hold fake funerals, and the dead must be redressed.
The suspicion of the poisoning of the generals of the Warring States period is hidden in the sword spikes that were buried at the funeral. The last poem of the brothel oiran is engraved with the shady story of the imperial examination. The bitter fragrance of the fake death medicine oozes from the coffin of the Qing Dynasty crown prince...
With the ability to see the "regret value", Su Li rewrote the final chapter for the deceased:
Use electronic obituaries to expose the hypocrisy of emperors, and use embalming technology to create "corpse resurrection".
Turn the burial pit into a historical memorial hall, and turn the brothel's suicide note into an anti-corruption statement.
Until one day, the current funeral home received a strange order——
The client's name column clearly reads herself three hundred years ago.
The writing on the bloody silk book is hideous:
"Please hold a last funeral for the Space-Time Management Bureau."
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"Real death is never when the heart stops."
"But the last person who remembered you closed his eyes."
When Su Li stood in front of the mourning hall where ancient and modern times intertwined, she finally understood the system's cold prompt:
[Object of this service: The reality of being murdered by history]
