Grandma died on the day when the ghost gate opened in the middle of July. I rushed back to Qingxi Village overnight, but was stopped at the entrance of the village by the whole village.
They thought I was unlucky because of my pure Yin fate, and they were worried about my grandmother's ancestral handwriting. They even tried their best to cover up a murder case - a 16-year-old girl from the Wang family disappeared mysteriously six months ago, and the whole village kept silent about the cruel ghost marriage.
Pushing open the paper-paved door of the old house, there is a red paper stand-in with the exact same appearance as me standing in the main room. On the wall are the five deadly rules written by my grandmother in blood.
There are soul-locking red shoes hidden under the bed, the midnight bronze mirror reflects the strangeness of the wedding dress, and the cry of a girl asking for her life can be heard outside the house every night.
The whole village tacitly agreed to sacrifice innocent girls for self-protection, and now they want to replace me, continuing the never-ending evil marriage situation.
[The heroine is cold on the outside and venomous on the inside, no CP, no ambiguity, no one to redeem her in the whole process]
I am alone, holding the ancestral paper yin and yang technique in my hands. I am not a holy mother or a soft-hearted person, and I tear open the hypocrisy of everyone in the mountain village.
The mysterious matchmaker in the ancestral hall, the yin contract in the ancient temple, the hanging coffin in the underground, the paper ancestral land in the clouds... The truth about the thousand-year-old custom of sacrifice was revealed layer by layer, and finally he became the only keeper of the contract in the two worlds and personally overthrew the old contract between yin and yang that cannibalism.
