Qin Jianlong bumped into the night watch at the funeral parlor, and was drawn by the deceased - if he didn't stay for thirteen years, the living person would turn into a paper man. In the middle of the night, there was the sound of fingernails scratching on the door of the morgue, a second shadow was reflected by the white lantern, and a black and white photo of myself emerged from the pile of incense ashes. By chance, he awakened the "Funeral Home Practitioner's Guide" and could copy the deceased's abilities by touching taboos. Others are waiting to die, but he is waiting for death: the paper-tearer learns the craftsman's substitute technique, and swallows the wick of a long-lasting lamp to change his yin and yang eyes. Until the thirteenth taboo was torn, the dome of the funeral parlor cracked, and all the paper figures turned their heads: "Brother Long, the boss ladies said they have been looking for you for thirteen years..."
