Haunted house agent Chen Mo took over a commission with unusual remuneration - No. 77 Chunshan Street, a haunted house that had been dusty for decades. According to the archives, the original owner Ye Chengzong and his family of four "mysteriously evaporated" overnight, leaving only blood splattered all over the house, which remains a mystery to this day.
When Chen Mo stepped into the door of the house, a biting coldness followed him. The bloody words seeping out of the wall, the nursery rhymes that sounded in the middle of the night, and the faceless white figure... All whispered the truth: that sacrifice never ended.
What made him even more shuddered was that Lin Wan, a folklore student who was traveling with him, had a mark exactly like the cult totem on his arm. All clues point to her, to that bloody night.
Now, Chen Mo discovered that what he was cleaning was not a haunted house, but a living altar. And he himself was changing from the cleanser to the final sacrifice in the ceremony.
——You think the haunted house is haunted by ghosts, but you don't know that the real horror wants you to become a part of it.
