Mo Yu, a corpse fisherman from the Yellow River, fished out a female corpse from the river. The corpse walked back to his house on its own that night. What's even more sinister is that the whole village has forgotten the existence of this female corpse, but he is the only one who remembers it. He looked through the county records and was shocked to realize that this woman should have been lying in a coffin at the bottom of the Yellow River eight years ago. And in that ancient temple in the middle of the river, every clay statue had the exact same face as Mo Yu. At this moment, the coffin that had been sealed for three hundred years at the bottom of the river was creaking. Mo Yu lowered his head and saw that black corpse spots had appeared on his hands at some point. The water in the Yellow River surged overnight, and he had to find the temple hidden at the bottom of the river before his eyes turned completely gray. As long as he opened the temple door, he could see whether he was a human being, a corpse, or the last river god lost in the temple.
