Xu Che received his first private job, and his employer asked him to sew up his wife's dismembered body - but the autopsy report showed that the body belonged to three different dead people.
Illegal operation? If he doesn't sew, he will be the one who dies tonight.
The moment the suturing was completed, he heard the corpse say: "Want to know whose soul was sewn with the twenty-seventh stitch you sewed?"
It turns out that every body in the morgue owes him a shot.
From then on, the strange stories of the funeral parlor changed into his purchasing list - the corpse chased the murderer at a fast pace, the dead showed the way, and he used corpse thread to sew the entire underground world into a puppet.
Until one day, the perfect corpse he sewn by his own hands knocked on the door of his home.
