On the night when I was buried alive, I counted the sound of pounding earth outside the coffin board, carving the face of Lin Mochuan, the concubine of the Hou Mansion, into my bones.
The hands that had dissected 300 corpses in the previous life were used to dig up the soil buried alive in the previous life. In the previous life, they could see the eyes of the three fatal swords of the deceased. In this life, they wanted to expose the shenanigans of "cursed wedding dress" and "infant souls seeking life".
When Shen Zhaozhi lifted up the bluestone slab of the abandoned Hou Mansion and dug out eighteen skeletons with burn marks, I touched the unhealed marks on my neck from being buried alive and smiled - Lin Mochuan, the grave you buried me in must have collapsed.
