I grew up in a mountain village. My grandfather left me a battered book of forbidden taboos and warned me: Never look back at midnight. Never walk alone in the wilderness. Stay away from weddings and funerals. Never touch strange red paper.
I thought it was all superstitious nonsense, until I returned home for a bizarre funeral that was also a wedding. Paper figures turned their heads, the coffin shifted, and sinister forces clung to me.
Strange things began happening all over the village: ghosts haunted the burial hills, the old house hid horrors, and feng shui curses brought people to ruin.
As the last heir to the Yin-Yang tradition, I wield the art of Ma Yi physiognomy and have the protection of a thousand-year-old fox immortal from the mountain behind the village.
I uphold the rules of the human world, settle the karmic debts between yin and yang, subdue a hundred ghosts, and break deadly curses. The folk taboos everyone dismisses are all laws of Heaven that can save your life.
