**A blood-red coffin, half a glimpse of fate.**
**Anyone buried alive is a pawn in the divination.**
When Jiang Sheng was six, corpse spots spread all over his body. His grandfather saved his life by smearing incense ash over him and binding his soul with red string. No one knew that the ash from the incense his grandfather burned that night contained the bone powder of three unidentified corpses...
When the **blood coffin** beneath the ancient locust tree at the village entrance was unearthed, an identical **blue birthmark** appeared on the rotting corpse's abdomen and on Jiang Sheng's waist. Even more horrifying, a line of bloody writing was carved into the coffin's inner wall:
**“A living body borrowed from a dead fate will not survive past eighteen.”**
Only then did Jiang Sheng realize that he might be the **replacement** for the “dead fetus” in the coffin. And each year, the corpse spots on his body spread another inch...
**◇ Feng Shui formation**: The evil-quelling formation his grandfather built at the cost of ten years of his life is collapsing
**◇ Yin-Yang debt**: Every time a red thread on the coin sword snaps, a corpse falls from the locust tree
**◇ Living sacrifice**: On his eighteenth birthday, the “rightful owner” in the coffin will come to reclaim his body
“Never calculate a divination to its end, for Heaven's way is beyond our control.”
When Jiang Sheng pries up the coffin's final rotten plank,
he finds **seven** corpses lying neatly inside, each one identical to him.
Each corresponds to one of the times he “died of illness and came back to life” over the past seventeen years...
