This is a notebook that has been in the dust for many years.
I have been a corpse bearer for most of my life. I have carried countless ordinary coffins, and I have also encountered many strange and vicious corpses that ordinary people have never heard of.
Forced to swallow their own flesh and blood, the corpses of mother and son, whose flesh and blood are entangled and never separated;
An insect corpse whose flesh and blood had been chewed and hollowed out by poisonous insects, with thousands of insects swarming under the skin;
Cut off limbs and decapitate the body, looking for the remains of the body everywhere to piece together your own remains;
Sinking in a dry well, the infant corpses bit and devoured each other, forming a corpse with three heads and six arms...
As the old saying goes: Don't lift the coffin of resentment lightly, and don't mess with the corpse of evil.
Under every murderous corpse, there is a bloody debt.
