I Became a Spirit Medium in the Village

At midnight, the incense ash at the village entrance always forms the two characters for “weekend.” Inside the yellowed notebook Grandpa left behind is half a bloodstained birth chart. He thought the village’s “immortals” were showing their power, until the kitchen cleaver sharpened itself and clawed shadows covered the window paper. Those so-called “blessings” were actually sacrifices meant to claim his life.