Growing up in a mountain village, my grandfather passed down a dilapidated book of taboos, warning me: Never look back in the middle of the night, never walk alone in a barren mountain, never get involved in red or white matters, never touch any stranger.
I thought it was all feudal superstition, until I returned home to attend a strange funeral. The paper figures turned their heads, the coffins moved strangely, and evil spirits were haunting me.
Strange things happen frequently in the whole village, graveyards are haunted, old houses hide secrets, and feng shui harms people.
As the last generation descendant of Yin and Yang, I possess the art of physiognomy in linen clothes and have been protected by the thousand-year-old fox fairy in the back mountain.
Observing the rules of the world, breaking the cause and effect of yin and yang, suppressing hundreds of ghosts, breaking evil situations, and those folk taboos that are ignored by others are all the laws of heaven that protect life.
