Growing up, Shen Zhiwei was awakened by a gentle lullaby every night.
The melody is gentle and healing, but cold to the bone. No one knows that this is the tragic song of the resentful baby in the underground coffin demanding its life.
As a restorer of cultural relics, she mistakenly entered the forbidden place where corpses were raised in Shiwanda Mountain in western Hunan, and followed a team of tomb robbers into a thousand-year-old tomb.
Heavy fog has sealed the mountain, and there is no way to escape. The iron signs on the tomb passage have set a death rule. If one is violated, one will die on the spot.
The white zombie patrols the tomb, the black zombie slaughters people, there are countless floating coffins in the underground river, and the mother of the dead body is hidden in the depths, murdering every step of the way.
Compared to man-eating zombies, teammates are more sinister.
When faced with danger, her companions would not hesitate to push her into the group of corpses, sacrificing her teammates to protect themselves. Betrayal occurred all the time.
She doesn't have any golden fingers, she's just an ordinary person who can only rely on her extreme observation skills and careful thinking to survive in desperate situations.
As the truth about the ancient tomb was revealed layer by layer, she understood:
A hundred years ago, the mother and her son were buried alive and sealed in coffins. The song was the mother's murmur to coax her son before she died. It was not the evil spirits doing evil, but the sins of the human heart that persisted.
Ghosts can only harm people for a moment; people can harm people forever.
