At 11:59 midnight, the rolling shutter door of "Shenzhou Funeral" was opened on time. Lu Chen's customers are never living people.
After inheriting the ancestral funeral parlor that was on the verge of bankruptcy, he was bound to a strange "afterlife system": holding the last funeral for the inhuman existence that was about to disappear. He repaired half of the body of the Mirror Charm, buried the forgotten river god of the past, and bid farewell to the heroic souls of the century who were trapped in the battlefield... His funeral car cut through the urban night, its taillights traced a scarlet trail, just to let those who should not leave the scene in embarrassment, walk with dignity.
Until the country's special department broke in, the silver-haired female captain slapped the evidence on the table - the list of "clients" he sent away was filled with names of gods and monsters that should have been lost in history. The Corpse King of Western Hunan, the Dragonborn of the East China Sea, and even the Hundred Ghost Night Parade in Tokyo in 1942... She asked tremblingly: "Who are you?"
Only then did Lu Chen realize that he had inherited not just a store, but a mission passed down by the "dead" for thousands of years. The contract of the Hundred Mirrors Gallery is about to collapse, the hunters are ready to take action, and the Mirror of Forgotten River reappears in the world. And his half-human, half-mirror bloodline is both a key and a sacrifice.
When the last customer came to the door holding a blood-stained ticket from the Republic of China, when the old friend in the mirror smiled strangely at him, when his mother's whisper came from the end of time and space - Lu Chen tightened his grip on the funeral tools. This time, he may not only be sending away his clients, but also the world that will soon be swallowed by the reflection in the mirror.
"Before dawn, let them leave with dignity. After dawn, guard the world."
