Before she died, my grandmother told me never to go back to my hometown in western Hunan.
It is said that after a woman in the village dies, her body makeup must be painted by her closest relatives.
Otherwise, the dead souls will cause trouble,
I don't believe in this evil. I haven't returned home for five years.
Until my mother was seriously ill and screamed on the phone:
"Your grandma's grave cracked open, and dense black humanoid figures crawled out of it!"
