"The wooden ghost is a locust tree, and the bloody clothes are a curse. A hundred-year contract, and a living sacrifice is coming."
Cheng Mo, an urban white-collar worker, returned to his hometown of Qinghuai Village due to his father's sudden illness and found:
The rotten old locust tree at the entrance of the village oozes blood in the middle of the night
Before my father fell into coma, he warned him not to go near the west wing.
The sewing machine left behind by my mother automatically embroidered red clothes
The faceless woman in the mirror always points to the locust tree when she is young
When he tore through Uncle Seventh's vague warning, he gradually revealed:
▶ In 1946, the Cheng family made a "human sacrifice contract" with the Sophora japonica tree.
▶ Each generation must sacrifice a close relative wearing red
▶My mother did not die of illness ten years ago but was sacrificed alive
▶ My amnesia when I was seven years old was related to the bones under the tree hole
And when the next blood moon comes, the red dress on the sewing machine is about to be completed...
