Nine Yin Corpse Evil

When I was nine years old, I saw "them" for the first time during the Wang family's funeral. Grandpa Wang, who was wearing a black shroud, was lying on the coffin. No matter how hard a dozen strong men tried, the coffin could not move at all. When I revealed the details of the shroud that only the family knew, the entire funeral procession panicked. Uncle Zhang said that it was not an evil spirit, but just the last breath of old age from a father who couldn't bear to worry about it. Since then, a bizarre world has been unveiled to me: the faceless female ghost by the river, the sighs in the ancestral hall, the procession of seeing off relatives in the middle of the night... In this remote mountain village called Longwei Bay, the dead never leave, often just for the sake of some unresolved obsession. And I, the child who can see them, was forced to become their messenger...