“Grandpa said my life was borrowed.”
I'm Shen Du, a corpse retriever on the banks of the Yellow River. These hands have touched the bodies of hundreds of people who drowned, and I've never been afraid.
Until my twenty-fifth birthday...
I fished another corpse out of the Yellow River.
It was wearing my clothes, had my face, and stared at me with a smile.
That night, Grandpa died.
Before he died, he stared wide-eyed at me and said:
“Watch out for the person in charge of the Shen family.”
The person in charge of the Shen family is my great-uncle. When he brought people to force me to hand over Grandpa's belongings, he gave a cold laugh.
“Don't you want to know how your father died?”
My father, Shen Dongfeng, disappeared twenty-one years ago. Everyone says he's dead.
But in a secret passage in the Shen family ancestral hall, I found a note he had left behind:
“Dad is at the bottom of the Yellow River.”
Twenty-one years ago.
Beneath the Yellow River.
My father is still alive.
I plunged into the dark gate beneath the Yellow River without a second thought.
There, I saw seventy-two Dragon-Locking Pillars, each one sealing a person inside.
Inside the tallest pillar at the very center stood a man wearing a Chinese tunic suit.
His face was exactly like mine.
At last, he opened his eyes, looked at me, and moved his lips:
“Who... who's your father?”
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