On the back side of this world, there is a world that relies on corpses to make a living.
My name is Lin Jiu, and I am a corpse collector. There is an iron rule in this industry - only those who die fiercely are accepted, and those who are peaceful are not accepted. Those who died violently, died unjustly, and suffered evil consequences are our "customers".
When I was nineteen years old, my master left me to look after the house for the first time. An urgent order broke the calm, a villa in the south of the city, and the reward was generous. I went out according to the rules, but I didn't know that the female corpse was eight months pregnant and was tortured to death by her lover - this is the most vicious "child and mother" in the corpse collection business.
When I took it in, I almost lost my life.
The master passed away from serious injuries to save me, leaving only a "Secret Book of Corpse Collecting" and a last word: "What you have offended is not only the evil son and mother, but also the secret debt of this world for thirty years."
It turns out that corpses in the shadows are big business.
Rich people buy murderous corpses to keep their houses in order to gain wealth and power; corpse exorcists drive corpses away at night; ghost walkers deliver messages to the souls of the dead; mourners' tunes can both pacify souls and attract evil spirits; there are even people who sell "dead human flesh", claiming that it can prolong life. Shaolin, Longhu, Maoshan, Laoshan, these prestigious sects look down at us, and the official eyes have never left this gray area.
There are seven meridians and thirteen lines, each with its own calculation.
And I, a novice corpse collector who broke the rules, stepped into this bottomless world with my unsolved evil. I started with a corpse and uncovered layers of mysteries along the way: the real cause of the master's death, the uncle who betrayed the master to establish the "Tiandao Sect", the seal of the ancient corpse ancestor, and the ultimate secret guarded by the line of corpse collectors for thousands of years...
Collecting corpses is not the end, but the beginning.
