You Were Told to Sew Corpses and Paint Their Faces, Yet You Command a Hundred Ghosts on a Night Parade

[Folk Horror and Mystery + Revenge and Face-Slapping + Taoist Spell Battles + Decisive and Ruthless]

After my grandfather died, I inherited his funeral-clothing shop. He left behind two rules: never sew clothes at the third watch of the night, and never apply makeup to those who died unjustly. For three thousand yuan, I broke the rules and gave a woman in red who had jumped to her death a “makeup for the journey beyond.” That night, she pushed open my door and knelt on the ground, her corpse bowing three times before prostrating herself nine times. “Sir, please do the same for my husband. He died with a grievance!”

Only then did I learn that the enemy who killed this couple was the very same one who massacred my entire family ten years ago! They thought they had gotten away with it without leaving a trace, but they didn’t know that my family’s craft could make the dead speak!

From that day on, I wielded the Seven Star Corpse-Sewing Needles. One stitch could bind a soul, letting me interrogate the dead and question ghosts. With a dab of Soul-Setting Powder, I could summon the three souls and fix a face; once the makeup was complete, it could command spirits and drive Taoist soldiers! Yang makeup soothes souls; yin makeup claims lives! And there is an even more forbidden art: “Changing Fate Through Makeup,” reversing cause and effect so that retribution always comes!

They all call me a corpse seamster, but they don’t know I stitch life and death, and paint yin and yang! Ten years of blood-soaked vengeance begins tonight. One stitch at a time, I’ll settle the score!