My name is Chen Sanhe, a poor boy from Nagada in Northeast China.
Before my grandfather died, he held my hand tightly and stared wide-eyed: "Don't touch this ancestral trade, people will die."
He left behind a incomplete copy of "The Secret Technique of Yin and Yang Feng Shui" and a Luoyang shovel that had been passed down for three hundred years.
I thought I would just be a scrap collector in this life, until a creditor came to ask for a debt of 100,000 yuan, and if I didn't pay for three days, he would kill me.
In desperation, I followed fellow villager Lao Scar down the first bucket.
That was the first time I knew——
It turns out that the corpse in the coffin has a luminous pearl in its mouth, and as soon as it puts its hand in, its eyelids will move.
It turns out that there can be tombs under the tombs. The Ming tombs overwhelm the Qing tombs, and the dead overwhelm the living.
It turns out that my grandfather was called "Yin Yang Shovel" back then and he was a well-known figure in this industry.
From that day on, I was involved in a secret that has been passed down for hundreds of years——
Yin Yang Gate, Yin Ghost Gate, Zhenguo Tripod, Underground City...
I discovered that the scariest thing in the world is not ghosts, but human hearts.
