That's not the Grand View Garden, it's a ghost house where hundreds of ghosts roam at night. That's not a jade, it's a jade container. That's not a flower burial, it's a corpse burial.
After my mother died of illness, I (Lin Daiyu) lived in Jia Mansion, only to find that this "family of poems, rituals and hairpins" contained a three-hundred-year blood sacrifice curse. Mother Jia's vertical pupils, Sister Feng's paper shoes, Rhododendron's black eye sockets, the female corpse's face in the psychic jade... Every threshold is an altar, and every flower and tree is a human sacrifice.
I am the twelfth sacrifice and Princess Jing'an who arranged all this three hundred years ago. When the original shape of the coffin appears in the Grand View Garden on a full-moon night, and when the twelve hairpins turn into zombies, paper figurines, and zombies one by one, I have to choose: become a resurrected evil ghost, or lead all my sisters to death?
"What is clean comes and goes again" - this time, what I want to bury is not the flowers, but this man-eating garden.
This is not the "Dream of Red Mansions" you have seen, but it is the "Lin Daiyu" you will never forget!
Reader comments
It's very mysterious, attractive, has a strong sense of immersion, and the creative angle is quite novel. You can check it out.
It's very mysterious, attractive, has a strong sense of immersion, and the creative angle is quite novel. You can check it out.