Skin Grafted Onto Bones

I married my own skin to my own bones with my own hands. The young master of the Wang family was obsessed with appearance, and his obsession persisted after his death. So—— His skin was cut into a wedding dress, his bones were made a husband, and an evil ceremony of "self-marriage" was quietly performed in the mourning hall. I, Li Yanlai, the sedan bearer, became the only living witness. The silver dollar rewarded by the Wang family saved my mother's life, but it also planted the young master's obsession in my bones. My mother started murmuring to the mirror, "The skin is loose." Everyone in the village who had touched the money went crazy one after another. On a dark moon night, they will extract my marrow and replace my soul, turning these bones into a new bed for the young master's resurrection. The skin can be treated, the bones can be cleaned, but the spirit cannot be easily changed—— If your skin, bones, and spirit were all stripped off and replaced, what proof would you have—"me" or "me"?