My grandfather died at 23:58 that night.
Two people were invited to watch the wake, which cost 200 yuan a night. When I went to deliver supper, they were sitting on both sides of the coffin. One looked up at me, and the other leaned against the wall and took a nap.
The next day, the person keeping watch was changed.
Later I found out that those two people died on the first night. The person keeping watch over me is a dead person.
On the day my grandpa was encased, his face was covered with green hair. The green hair is moving, like a living thing. All the chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs in the house were dead. There were footsteps and voices in the main room in the middle of the night. Our whole family escaped and slept for a month.
The Feng Shui master said that this was not an accident, but someone had done something wrong.
I received a text message from the dead man who was keeping vigil: "What happened to your grandpa was not an accident."
Another unknown number sent two words: "Look back."
There was breathing behind me. Then came Grandpa's voice: "Don't look back, you can't go back."
At dawn, there was a line of crooked words on the ground: "Go to the old Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple."
I took an old compass up the mountain. The compass is alive, it can turn on its own, and it can recognize its master. The old Taoist priest said that I am so tough that even dead people dare not touch me. He also said that my grandfather's matter involved a door, a door left over from the Qing Dynasty. No one knew what was behind the door.
I was originally an ordinary office worker. I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and just wanted my family to return to normal.
But the dead person who kept vigil for me made it impossible for me to pretend that nothing happened.
I had to find out: Who killed my grandfather? What's behind that door? And - the person who held my hand behind the door and told me not to look back.
