A glass of old wine, a feud that has not been settled for a hundred years
In the corner of an inconspicuous old street in Linchuan County, the signboard of "Xiaji Old Wine Recycling" has been gathering dust for a long time. The shop owner Xia Ling seems to be an ordinary young man, but in fact he possesses secret skills inherited from his family. Under the guise of recycling old wine, he engages in a dangerous business of catching ghosts and resolving grievances and debts.
One day, a jar of daughter red from the Republic of China engraved with "Grudges and debts must be paid with blood" was brought into the store. The altar bell was alarmed, and the goldfish died suddenly. That night, dark red blood oozed from many ancient wells in the county. Since then, a series of bizarre deaths occurred one after another with empty wine jars in their arms and strange smiles on their faces, and the silent town was dragged into the bloody mist.
Xia Ling teamed up with Su Wanqing, a keen folklorist, and followed the clues in the wine world to uncover a tragedy that had been buried for hundreds of years: During the Republic of China, Wanniang, the daughter of the winery owner, was forced to marry a sick young master "Chongxi". On the wedding day, she was brutally murdered and was sunk into an ancient well while pregnant with Liujia. At that time, the four major families, Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li, colluded for their own interests and jointly covered up the crime. They even asked evil spirits to set up a "Seven Star Soul Locking Array" to trap his soul at the bottom of the well forever.
A century of resentment is now awakening. The resentful spirit used the empty wine jar as an "invitation", followed the bloodline and old debts, and launched precise and cold revenge on the descendants of all participants. Xia Ling must break the vicious formation, retrieve the stolen dowry "Dragon and Phoenix Blood Jade Pendant" before the resentful spirit completely materializes and massacres the whole city, and face Wan Niang's overwhelming resentment.
On a full moon night, blood mist locks the city, and all water turns to blood. Xia Ling set up an altar of life and death beside an ancient well, used aged wine as a guide and unfinished love letters as proof, and performed the ancestral "wine crossing" method. This is not only a battle with a century-old
