In the seventh year of the Republic of China, seven red coffins floated down the Youshui River. The bodies in the coffins were all missing their left ears.
I, Chen Bufan, the last corpse chaser of the Chen family, when I took over this terrible job, I just thought it was an ordinary corpse.
Unexpectedly, the cinnabar rope collapsed, the soul-inducing lamp went out, and the rotting corpse opened its eyes and knocked on the door on a rainy night.
The old man of the coffin shop, Zhao Tou, pointed at the tattoo on the corpse's neck and shouted: "This is the death charm of the Black Flag Gang!"
The widow Qiugu's Nuo opera attracted hundreds of crows to surround the coffin. The mute Aman's palms oozed poisonous blood. The foreign Western doctor Shen Shubai cut open the corpse and found a bloody silver dollar rolling out of his stomach——
That was the official silver held by the escort agency who was massacred three years ago.
Three of the four taboos on corpse extermination have been broken, and the Zimu evil, corpse dragon disaster, and human skin lantern appear one after another.
And the most horrifying thing is that every corpse has the Yin-Suppressing Seal of my Chen family engraved between the eyebrows.
In the mountains of western Hunan, someone used my method to drive away corpses and raised a rare creature that has never been seen in a century...
