My name is Zhang Shan, a rural youth who originally wanted to farm the land honestly, until I inherited my grandfather's Taomu Five Thunder Order and my grandfather's handwritten "Burial Sutra". I thought it was just my thoughts, but at the Yellow River at the entrance of the village, I saw with my own eyes the woman in the document wearing a red jacket and green trousers, with long hair covering her face, sitting by the water at dusk, crying. The moment she turned her head, I was dragged into another world - a dark world woven from countless real folk blood, tears and strange legends. From the life-threatening water ghosts of Baimalang in Lanzhou, to the mournful cry of the thousand-year-old headless general in Qixinggang in Chongqing; from the fishy smell of broken coffins of zombies in Nanchong for hundreds of years, to the old woman who specializes in eating young girls in the depths of Miaoling... Holding tokens and ancient books, I staggered through the mountains and rivers of China in the 1990s. This is not a story, this is a secret folk history that our ancestors have kept secret for generations, but it may have actually happened. Are you ready to watch it?
