Village Guard

My father went crazy and dug up his ancestral grave. In the coffin, my great-grandfather, who had been dead for forty-three years, had the same body as a living person. There was a copper coin in his mouth with "fierce" engraved on the back. My father swallowed the copper coin. From then on, he did not eat or drink, but only ate incense ashes. His shadow is three times longer than a human's. People in the village who were involved in digging graves began to die one after another. The old Feng Shui master said that there was something pressing under my ancestral grave for more than a hundred years, but now it can no longer be suppressed. My father died for me. But I'm back. This is a true story about folk taboos, Feng Shui magic and family curses. Do you believe it or not, there is a village guard in the village who has prevented disasters for the whole village for thirty years? Next, it's my turn.