Do you believe someone can borrow your life and live in your place?
On the day my grandfather was buried, I found a piece of black jade covered in ancient writing. A feng shui master surnamed Hu said the jade could suppress a life, but only for twenty-three years. Twenty-three years ago, someone borrowed my grandfather's life and didn't borrow enough. Twenty-three years later, he came for me.
At the bottom of a valley lay a black pool and a crack. The Yellow Springs were beneath it, and my Chen family's ancestral graves were above. To keep it sealed, a living person's life was needed.
Second Grandpa went. Auntie Li went. Thirty years later, my son went too.
