He collects the "luck of death" for the dead and brings the misfortune of others to himself.
The more you collect, the closer you are to death.
Chen Jin was an undertaker in a funeral parlor in his previous life. When he woke up, he became an apprentice in a border town.
He could see what others couldn't see - the black air between the dead man's brows was the resentment he had not swallowed before he died.
He has guarded seven, bumped into evil spirits, and opened coffins.
Until he dug up the first grave outside the north gate - the red coffin in the grave had his name engraved on the lid.
The red coffin recognized its owner. There were hundreds of black lines, so he lay down for them.
Behind the plagues, military disasters, mass graves, and numerous tragedies in border towns, there are people who are "lucky".
He sent it all the way and checked it all the way.
Finally, he discovered that the person lying in the grave was himself.
[Fantasy/Time Travel/Funeral Folk Customs/Suspense] Three funerals a day, don't break the rules.
