My name is Chen Du, a corpse carrier. I thought that all I had memorized in my life were other people's stories, until my wedding night, when I carried my bride, Shen Tangyin, on my back as a corpse.
She died too quietly, not like a person from the earth. The people in the village were afraid that it would offend the evil spirits and urge me to mourn. Only grandpa Luo Sandeng stopped everyone and asked me to hold the coffin for three days and set a few deadly rules: not to look in the mirror when I was young, not to be named in the middle of the night, and not to touch the ground with my body.
But the corpse opened its eyes in the coffin. What she was looking at was not me, but the well behind the ancestral hall that should have been sealed long ago. When everyone wanted to bury her in the soil, I realized that what I carried back was not only a dead bride, but also a secret that had been forgotten by the village for hundreds of years. Now, in order to prevent her from being used as a sacrifice by old debts, I must carry her on my back and walk on a Yin-Yang road that no living person can walk on.
