There are three things at the bottom of the Yellow River: red clothes, children's corpses, and nine-orificed coffins. My name is Qin Heng, a corpse fisherman by the Yellow River. According to the ancestral rules, the dead must be put back into the water as soon as they open their eyes. Until that day, I found a female corpse wearing a red hijab. She was holding countless dead babies in her arms, and my grandfather's hair was stuffed between her fingernails. What's even weirder is that she grabbed my wrist with a terrifying force. When I opened my eyes and saw it, I was almost scared to death. The names of nine generations of my family were engraved under the skin on her abdomen. The Dragon King of the Yellow River can see evil things with his eyes, but what I want to see is the cannibal ancestor of these people. In less than ten days, I will let the cries of babies resound on the banks of the Yellow River, where there have been no descendants.
