Maoshan Coffin

On the ghostly night of the Zhongyuan Dynasty, the master's corpse sat up in shock, and the whole village went to the cemetery to sleep. I am Chen Qingshan, the last Yin Crosser in Maoshan, and the bronze coffin I guard has become the only clue. A water ghost demands his life, a corpse changes in the ancestral temple, a fox fairy seeks a title... Every strange thing points to my birth date. When I tore through the fog, I discovered that I was the "only successful product" on the list. Does this coffin contain the hope of salvation, or is it that I have been destined to be sacrificed?