The Maoshan Haunted Coffin

On the Ghost Festival night, my master’s corpse sat bolt upright, and every villager walked into the burial ground to sleep. I am Chen Qingshan, the last Yin Ferryman of Maoshan, and the bronze coffin I guard is my only clue. A water ghost comes to claim my life, corpses rise in the ancestral shrine, and a fox immortal demands that I grant it a title… Every strange case points to my birth details. When I tear through the fog, I discover that I am the “only successful specimen” on the list. What does this coffin hold: the hope of saving the world, or the fate of being sacrificed that was decided for me long ago?