The Exorcist of Xiangxi Hunan: the Secret Case of Xiangxi

Deep in the mountains of western Hunan, at night when the bell rings for exorcism, the living have to hold their breath while the dead open their eyes. Lin Xiaoqi, the last successor to exorcism in Xiangxi, has been able to see the phosphorus fire on the Huangquan Road since he was a child. She burned paper money and sprinkled cinnabar, thinking that she would guard the funeral parlor for the rest of her life, until "laughing murders" occurred one after another in the county town - the taxi driver huddled in the grave, with Taoist talisman fragments embedded between his fingernails; the female college student lay stiff in the dormitory, with blood-stained copper coins scattered around her pillow; the nurse's body evaporated under surveillance, leaving only the Bagua array painted in lime. What is even more shocking is that all the missing bodies of the deceased "walk" towards the mass graves on full moon nights. To prove her innocence, Lin Xiaoqi had to regain her ancestral corpse-expelling bell. An old photo in the morgue revealed a shocking secret from 20 years ago: the missing grandfather was actually standing among a group of people in Nuo opera masks, with black blood oozing out of seven red coffins at his feet. The female corpse in the coffin had the same appearance as her mother. When the bronze bell rang again, she found that her birth date was engraved on the memorial tablet in the corpse raising area, and the corpse stain on her heart spread by an inch every night - this was the countdown to the corpse king's awakening. Eighty bronze coffins were soaked in the blood pool deep in the cave, and the girls in the coffins were all the "sloughed skin" of her past and present lives; there were hundreds of clothes hidden in the secret room behind the morgue of the hospital, and the blood stains on the clothes spelled out the death inscription "the seventh day of the seventh lunar month in the year of Guiyou"; when she tore open the collar of police officer Wang Jianguo, the man who was supposed to have died in the chemical plant explosion in the last century, had the green-gray word "for" crawling out of his collarbone...