In the winter of 1972, Ye Kaishan found a crying baby boy covered in body spots in a corpse ditch.
When he was five years old, he peed his pants while reciting "Nine Needles of Earthly Meridians". When he was eight years old, he sewed his first corpse and sat up in the middle of the night to praise him for his skill.
The corpse of a twelve-year-old woman in red in a mass grave chased her for dowry: "Young gentleman, where is my dressing box?"
On the night of his eighteenth year, Wuming went out to search for the nine corpses that suppressed the inferno. He laughed and cursed and solved the Feng Shui killing scheme.
When he finally gathered the nine corpses, he found that the last page of his grandfather's notes read: "When the nine corpses are returned to their proper places, the tenth corpse needs to be filled in the coffin."
The bloody hand stretched out from the coffin grabbed his ankle, and Hua Luoyue screamed in horror: "Wu Ming! Come out quickly!"
He looked down at the face that looked exactly like his in the coffin and grinned: "Why are you so anxious? Isn't this enough for a table of mahjong?
