Delivery boy: All the orders I take lead to the underworld
The address for the takeout order at 11 o'clock in the night was the morgue of Chengxi Hospital that had been abandoned for 20 years. The remarks column said, "Bring a piece of paper money and ask for it to be drawn with cinnabar."
Li Mo held this strange order in hand, and the electric car had already arrived at the entrance of the hospital. On the rusty iron door, someone drew a crooked honeycomb with blood, and a few paper-folded black bees were burrowing in through the cracks in the door - he didn't know that after this order was delivered, he would become the next beekeeper of the "Hive Project".
The woman in a white dress with a soul chain wrapped around her neck, the twin old men squatting in the scrapyard burning paper, the mysterious girl Su Qing with a cinnabar mole on the back of her neck... Seemingly unrelated people are all tied together by the fire twenty years ago. The charred corpses in the morgue, the paper figures in the mental hospital, and the empty graves in the mass graves hide a truth more terrifying than death: a baby girl strangled to death by her mother's own hands returns as a "resurrectionist" twenty years later; and the so-called "beekeeper" is just a puppet who delivers a knife to the soul of the dead.
When the silver butterfly birthmark on Su Qing's palm overlapped with the honeycomb scar on Li Mo's wrist, they realized: those orders leading to the underworld were never life-killing charms, but the last distress signal of the deceased.
"I accepted this order." Li Mo held the mahogany scissors tightly, and the sunflowers in the carriage swayed gently in the moonlight, "But the rules must be changed - the justice demanded by the dead and the debts owed by the living will be settled today."
From the paper figures in the takeout box to the ashes in the soul chain, every detail is entangled with obsessions that span two lives. When the beekeeper's silver needle pierces the cycle of reincarnation,
