"After guarding the tomb for twenty years, Xie Wanrong's hands have long been used to the coldness of the bones. Until that night, the yellow spring mist from the ancestral tomb spread over her embroidered shoes, and the bloody and rusty book of life and death clattered at her feet. Yin Si Hei Wuchang knelt down until blood oozed from her knees: 'Ghostwriter Judge, please resolve this unsolved case!'
She pinched half of the tea stain on the white bone and sneered, how could the underworld choose her?
It was clearly the evil ghost whose tongue was torn out seventy years ago, and he was using the corpse scent to lure her into uncovering the evil tricks in the Book of Life and Death!
Yama of the Tenth Palace said, 'Mortals must not cross the boundary'?
She flipped through the Yin-Yang file that she had never forgotten, and her fingertips ran across the incomplete names on the book: 'I will fill the missing pages in this book of life and death with the blood of the murderer.
