The night my grandfather was buried, I secretly dug up his grave.
Not for the burial objects, but for the human skin map he had sewn into his shroud before he died.
The map points to an ancient tomb from the Western Zhou Dynasty, in which a bronze coffin that can bring people back to life is buried.
When I finally pried open the coffin lid, I saw my grandfather smiling at me: "My dear grandson, you came too late."
