"In the late Jin Dynasty, the legitimate daughter Su Tan, who was thrown into the market by the Su family, accidentally found a job in a pile of books - looking after someone's house to avoid evil in exchange for a small amount of money, but the job she took on that night cost her half her life.
"The house has been closed for ten years, and there are always people shouting 'Sister, save me' at night. "
When Su Tan stepped into the threshold holding a candle, her ankle was suddenly grasped by cold hands. She looked up and saw a little baby wearing mourning clothes. The red mole at the end of her eye was exactly the same as hers.
"Sister, they lied to you. "
Before she finished speaking, the bronze lamp on the beam fell down, and she was dragged into the narrow alley, with a poison-quenched knife pressed against her waist. "Miss Su is so talented, how dare you touch the Su family's haunted house? "
The owner of the knife was Pei Yan, who was well-known in the market for being generous. But when he took off his cloak and wrapped it around her, Su Tan felt the hideous scar on the back of his neck - the same kind of knife used by the murderer who killed the tomb-keepers ten years ago.
From that night on, Su Tan's hexagrams were never accurate again.
The study room of the clan brother smelled of corpses, the jade pendant of the "affectionate" young master was engraved with the family-killing curse, and even the soothing soup that Pei Yan made for her was mixed with incense that could attract the soul of her biological mother.
Until she found half of the "Secret Records of Tomb Guards" in the secret room of the old house, and the last page read: "Su Tan, your mother didn't tell you that you are the murderer that the Su family wants to suppress. "
And Pei Yan, who had been saying "stay away from me", held up a bloody sword in front of her, his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed: "What kind of evil are you trying to suppress? If you want to suppress it, just suppress my life, Pei Yan.
