When the drawer of the morgue's freezer popped open, Cheng Rusong was holding up his mobile phone to take pictures of evidence.
The three corpses sat up together, their faces distorted as before when they were alive - not because they had transformed into corpses, but because their resentment was too heavy and they could no longer suppress it. The last thing they saw before they died was staring at everyone present with their eyes.
Cheng Rusong was the only one who could see that thing.
The yin and yang eyes made him an alien. He can read the dying fears of the dead, hear the whispers of wandering souls, and what's even more terrifying is that - those "unclean" things can also see him. What my grandfather left behind were not only these eyes, but also a bloody list. Those on the list must die within three days.
It wasn't until he opened the folklore archive that he realized that he had inherited more than just the yin and yang eyes - it was a key that could open something that should not be opened.
In the old house in the west of the city, that thing woke up. It has waited for three generations for a pair of eyes that can see it.
Cheng Rusong stood in the darkness, unsure for the first time: was he hunting the evil spirit, or was the evil spirit waiting for him to come to his door?
