Night Watch Rules: Forbidden Duties at the Funeral Home

After his startup failed and left him 300,000 yuan in debt, Chen Ye was at his wits' end when he spotted a job posting at a funeral home: "Night Watch Attendant, 3,000 yuan per shift, paid daily." Desperate to repay his debts, he steeled himself and took the job. But on his very first night shift, the morgue cabinet doors opened by themselves. The seven rules posted on the wall were like seven lines between life and death. One careless mistake could doom him forever.

After surviving each day of his seven-day probation, he discovered that behind this high-paying job lay a secret identity passed down for thirty years: the Rulekeeper. His grandfather had been the first captain of the Rulekeepers thirty years ago. To seal a massive calamity underground, he had left behind one contingency after another, spending thirty years preparing the way for Chen Ye.

From a village coffin that spun around by itself in the middle of the night, to a red shadow in a reservoir that dragged people underwater; from a thirteenth-floor morgue that appeared out of nowhere in an abandoned hospital, to an eerie Gui opera performance that began by itself in an old theater in the dead of night, Chen Ye and the veteran team at his side pursued a trail of soul-summoning nails arranged in the Big Dipper formation by a traitorous cabal. They unmasked a spy who had been lying low for thirty years, exposed the ultimate deception of a calamity that imitated the faces of loved ones, and finally settled the score at a crematorium on the outskirts of the city. They eliminated every last hidden accomplice and protected the boundary between yin and yang, unseen by the city's ordinary residents.

This is no ghost story. It is the tale of ordinary people in the funeral industry, hidden from sight, who spend their entire lives keeping the peace for countless families.