Chen Mu's life hit rock bottom, but he accidentally inherited a gloomy and dilapidated family property - the funeral parlor of the dead, and took on the responsibility of suppressing the low-level devil. At midnight, he was forced to sign his name on the yellowed "Account of the Past Life". The ink was like blood, connecting yin and yang. Since then, he has become a lonely "send-off man" in the world.
The obsession of the deceased turned into a mission whisper: the red embroidered shoes that never disappeared outside the window, the body-picking people who were bitingly cold under the water, the sobbing family letters from the war inside the old wall... He needed to tie up paper as a puppet to catch a glimpse of the soul; Every time someone is sent away, one of the permanent lights in the funeral parlor lights up, and strange abilities are awakened.
However, there is an undercurrent surging beneath the calm. The snooping of the mysterious organization, the tests of both good and evil Feng Shui masters, and the bloody warning "They... Are coming" deep in the ledger all point to a buried truth: this store actually suppresses the formation leading to the cracks in the chaotic underworld.
When the sound of the seal's loosening chains came from the cellar, Chen Mu discovered that his fate of sending off the souls of the deceased had long been closely intertwined with his family's sacrifice and a disaster sweeping reality. The needle and thread in his hand are not only mending the remaining souls, but also the crumbling human barrier.
This is a journey that lights up the road to death with life. Is what he is sending away a lonely soul in the world, or is he himself destined to die?
