My name is Lin Yuan, the night shift transporter at Chengnan Funeral Parlor. To put it bluntly, I am the one who collects corpses.
The work was dirty and unpleasant, and the pay was pitifully low. But there is no other way. I graduated from the funeral major, have no money and no background, so I can only rely on it to survive.
Until that early morning, I received a call from the duty room.
A serious car accident occurred on the Chengdong Expressway, killing one person and injuring two others. The deceased was a young woman wearing a red dress.
I rushed to the scene and carried the cold body onto a stretcher. The flashlight swept across her face - pale, quiet, eyes closed.
Everything works fine.
Unusually, she died twice.
The first time was three years ago, when he committed suicide by drowning on the Chengnan Bridge. I also moved the body that day.
The same name, the same face, the same red dress.
But she died three years ago.
So what is it that I brought back from the scene of the car accident tonight?
The body disappeared from the funeral home morgue and the freezer opened on its own. In the surveillance video, the female corpse in red stood up, smiled at the camera, and said:
"Find you."
Grandpa said that I am "all Yin" and can naturally see things that others cannot. He left me a set of ancestral "soul-soothing hand seals". After practicing for more than ten years from childhood to adulthood, I can barely perform one move.
But grandpa said that this female corpse in red was no ordinary dead soul.
She is evil.
Eighty years ago, she was matched in a dark marriage, and her soul was locked in a silver bracelet, unable to die or be reincarnated. Every few decades, she would "reappear", jumping into a river, getting into a car accident, hanging... And dying in the same way every time.
And she kept
