In a deserted grave deep in the mountains and old forests, Huang Pizi knocked on the door late at night to ask for a seal, and the sentence "Do you think I am a human or a god?" Became a talisman to his death.
My grandfather's casual joke back then buried three generations of blood debt for the family. Now that the curse has come true, I am forced to follow Zhang, a fat man and a mysterious mute, deep into the most evil secret fortress of the Kwantung Army in the Northeast.
The weird spells on the murals, the living corpse in the coffin, the yellow leather man who can imitate human speech... The closer he gets to the truth, the more he discovers that this is not a simple request for seal, but a conspiracy that spans a hundred years.
What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is always the human heart.
