When I was picked up from the river by Wei Shu, I was covered in water and I even forgot my name. He opened a coffin shop and named me "An Xin", saying it was auspicious. Every time a business is received in the shop, there will be evil spirits that night. The paper man cries at night, the shroud moves by itself, and the empty coffin makes a sound like thunder. Until the cypress coffin containing the headless female corpse cracked open late at night, I subconsciously chanted a spell and drew talismans in the void, which actually forced the black air to shriek and dissipate. Wei Shu stared at me with deep eyes: "Who are you?" I looked at my burning fingers, even more confused than him. What's even more shocking is that my birth date slowly appeared on the severed head of the female corpse.
