The night I returned to western Hunan for the funeral, my grandfather's body disappeared from the coffin.
An old notebook hidden under the bed told me: The Zhou family has been chasing corpses for generations. Grandpa is the 19th generation descendant.
The first page of the note reads - "After the death of the corpse exorcist, the body cannot be kept overnight. It must be burned that night.
Otherwise——"
Otherwise what? The page was torn out.
That night, I heard someone walking on tiptoe outside the window. Under the moonlight, the yellow charm on the threshold fell by itself.
Outside the wall of the old house, a pair of black cloth shoes stood quietly, with the toes facing me.
Grandpa is looking for me. He has walked the night road all his life, and now it is my turn to walk on his behalf.
At the same time, a girl from the northeast knocked on the door of the old house. There is a red rope tied around her wrist,
Sealed in the rope is a copper coin that is "growing up". The source of copper coins is in Luohun Valley.
And deep in the valley, my great-grandmother's soul has been trapped for thirty-two years.
There are rules in this line:
The corpses are driven out at the middle of the night and no one is allowed to look back.
If someone calls you on the road, you are not allowed to answer.
The talisman on the threshold is not allowed to be uncovered.
But I was guilty of them all.
