Grandpa is gone. I will never die with my eyes in peace.
On the night of the vigil, the black cat passed over the coffin, and the body was startled. Before he died, he muttered "basement."
Lin Yichen found a copy of "Secret Records of Maoshan" in the cellar and opened his eyes.
Then I saw a person standing next to the coffin in the mourning hall.
Chopsticks inserted vertically are sacrifices to ghosts. Whistling in the middle of the night is a call to spirits.
Those rules mentioned by the old people have something sealed behind them.
What is pressed under the bluestone is about to come out.
