The undertaker closes the eyes of the deceased, the grooming office arranges the appearance of the deceased, and the tribunal sentences the guilty souls - in Huicang District, Nanduo City, this is an old trade that has been passed down for three generations.
Duran Wayne is the grandson of this undocumented house and a man who died once. In his last life, he worked as a forensic doctor for twelve years and examined more than two thousand corpses; in this life, his fifteen-year-old body is equipped with a pair of eyes that can read "after sounds".
The lingering sound is the last world the deceased perceived before dying: dirt, fishy smell, pain, and the words that he didn't have time to say.
The church says that the lingering sound is a privilege given to the Changming Sect by God, and it is a capital offense for unlicensed people to touch it. But in the fog in Huicang District, people "accidentally" died every day on construction sites, in rivers, and in pits that no one could see.
On the day when the corpse refused to close its eyes, Duren heard the dead man's last words - "I'm sorry, Jeb."
When all the dead spoke, but only the living continued to lie, he realized that this city was rotten from the roots.
