When I was on duty at the funeral home, I saw with my own eyes that my sister's body was covered in spots.
His right eye suddenly started bleeding, and forty-nine blood gates appeared in his black and white vision - this was the death notice of the "Inn of Rebirth".
The cinnabar lines on the back of the hand are burning, and the train to hell has arrived at the station.
The embroidered shoes from the underworld were chasing me. When the talisman was burned out, the urn contained my sister's birthday and birth date.
The gatekeeper's yin-yang pupil saw through the omens of death, but could not see the truth behind her willingness to cut out her heart and sacrifice it.
When the ancient Yin Chi gnawed through the chain of underworld and wanted to restart hell on earth, I crushed the bloody remaining pages of the book of life and death: either let thousands of evil ghosts tear these Yin and Yang eyes apart, or I could personally refine my sister's resentful soul into a coffin nail...
