On the first night of vigil at the funeral home, a colleague handed over a yellowed code: when the coffin rings three times, cut your finger immediately and rub it on the head of the coffin. Su Heng did as he was told, and the moment the blood seeped into his ears, a vicious roar exploded in his ears: "Who told you to use Yang to pressure me?"
The coffin lid fell apart, and a strange "Funeral Book" appeared in Su Heng's hand. A line of blood words appeared: "You have taken away 30% of the deceased's moral virtue, and you can force him to do something for you." He looked at the corpse sitting up from the coffin and read out the seal text in the book in a low voice. The corpse became stiff, and his withered hands tore open its chest and abdomen, and tremblingly held out a still-glowing finger bone.
From then on, there was an unwritten rule in the funeral parlor - there were no taboos during Su Heng's vigil. He used his filial son to cut off the obsession of the dead soul, and used the soul-drawing lamp oil to burn through the underworld. While others were still reciting taboos and struggling to survive, Su Heng had torn up the seventh page of the Book of Life and Death and chuckled at Netherworld: "You want me to obey the rules? Then ask first if you ghosts are worthy of the new rules I have set."
