Sixty years have passed. Now it's your turn.
Programmer Chen Qing returns to his hometown to take care of his grandfather's funeral. All he wants is to sell the paper shop and get back to the city as soon as possible.
Then he discovers that the account book his grandfather left behind contains two different handwritings.
One is his grandfather's, written by day. The other belongs to someone else, and appears at night.
Then he discovers that every old person in the village keeps a paper effigy beneath their bed, with their birth date and time written on its back.
Then he finds a yellowed contract:
“In the sixtieth year of the Chen family, offer one lifelike paper effigy in sacrifice to the Formless Guanyin.”
And this year is the sixtieth.
His grandfather left him just one sentence before he died:
“Don't let it learn.”
But what is it? What does it want to learn? Chen Qing has no idea.
He only knows that the “lifelike paper effigy” meant to be sacrificed
is now sitting at the foot of his bed, watching him.
