Fourteen years ago, the Chen family was wiped out.
The enemy burned down the old house and said that everyone in the Chen family was dead.
Fourteen years later, a bell-ringer came to Huimin's door.
A tattered gown, an old medicine box, and a brass bell hanging from his waist.
He specializes in treating diseases that others cannot.
It also cures things that others dare not touch.
Dogs with horse-faced six will be treated separately. He suppressed the grievances of floating corpses in Ganjiang River. He went down to the bronze coffin under the Golden Rope Tower alone and came up alone.
Rumor in the town: If the bell rings three times, the living will retreat.
But some people don't believe it.
Ma Lianliu didn't believe it, the Qinglong Society didn't believe it, and neither did the "sir" who had been hiding in the dark for fourteen years.
It doesn't matter.
Chen Jiusheng took off the bell and put it on the table.
"Then let it ring slowly."
Nanchang of the Republic of China·Supernatural Suspense·Revenge Layout·Shuangwen
