I was born with yin and yang pupils and could see the souls of the dead, so I was considered unlucky by the villagers.
That night, I violated the family motto and insisted on bringing back the body of my sister who died in a foreign country, just to let her return to her roots.
Little did he know that this move broke the seal of the centuries-old blood oath.
Seven funeral rites, one touch will lead to death.
My sister's body began to mutate, and weird things happened one after another in the village - blood oozed from the tombstones of the dead, people who got married in the underworld cried every night, and ancient curse runes appeared on the bodies of every secretkeeper who died in mysterious circumstances.
In order to break the curse, I had to deal with the secret keepers in seven villages who had special skills and their own agendas.
Until the foreign folklore graduate student pinched my chin and sneered in a low voice:
"Lin Xi, your sister is not the first."
"And you will be the next perfect... Container."
Until I cut open my sister's heart with my own hands and saw the soul-locking nail that was neither gold nor jade.
Until I discovered that what I thought was my entire life was actually a century-old ritual carefully planned to awaken "Him".
Now, there are only two ways before me:
Release "him" and let all living beings be devastated;
Or, instead of her sister, she becomes a new sacrifice suppressed forever.
