She thought she was just coming back for the funeral and would leave after signing. But the moment her cousin's photo fell out from under the altar table, she knew she couldn't leave.
Twenty years ago, seven-year-old Lin Xiaoman was sent away from the Gu family and never came back. The old lady said that she died of illness and was buried in a mass grave. But what Gu Qingru found was that there were no bones in the tomb.
The well in the backyard of the old house was locked and opened by itself. There are words engraved on the wall of the well: Those who lock the well are not allowed to open it; those who open the well are not allowed to get out of the well. There is an account book at the bottom of the well, which records the names of seven children. The last one is Lin Xiaoman.
She invited folklorist Shen Yan to investigate together. The more they searched, the more they discovered that there were more than just secrets buried under this century-old house - the old account books in the cracks in the wall, the inscriptions on the cellar wall, and the clay pots under the roots of the locust tree, each of them pointed to the same thing: the Gu family's glorious lintel was padded with human lives.
And the person who had hidden the truth for twenty years was her most trusted relative.
When the blood moon rose, when the things at the bottom of the well were released, when everyone was telling her "stop checking" - she squatted down and said to the well: I will take you home.
This is not a story about ghosts. This is a story about "if you promise, you must do it".
