A Rooster Crows at the Graves, and My Dad’s Coffin Lid Can’t Hold On Much Longer

On a chilly night in late autumn, at the third watch, three mournful crows rang out from the ancestral graves of Zhang Ergou's family.

The next day, he saw “himself” lying stiffly on the bed, his mouth stuffed with cold, damp grave dirt.

From then on, he was plagued by nightmares every night, always seeing his late father, Zhang Laogun, caked in dirt and reaching out to claim his life.

Desperate to survive, he was forced to open a coffin. Inside, a black snake lay coiled, a crack in its skull horrifying to behold. They also found an evil bell used to control corpses...

The grave-robbing atrocity committed more than ten years ago could no longer be kept under wraps.

Those who commit evil invite the dead to seek revenge. Old wrongs remain unsettled, and the dead cannot rest.

When the sins of one's ancestors descend like a curse, should you bow your head and accept your fate, or defy heaven and change it?

It all began with the rooster crowing on the grave mound...