On the day Meng Yuan inherited her grandmother's belongings, she lit the strange bronze candlestick.
In the dim green candlelight, she was dragged into a "Fengdu Inn" that never closed.
The shopkeeper smiled and bowed: "Meng Xiu Niang's granddaughter, I have been waiting for you for sixty years."
At a wedding banquet in a deserted village, under the paper bride's red hijab is her mother's face.
On the gloomy stage, Mulian saves his mother, and every sentence predicts her death.
The century-old bone house, the faceless statue enshrined in the deepest part of the ancestral hall, is changing into her face inch by inch...
In the sachet left by grandma, seven-colored silk threads gradually weave the horrifying truth:
· Every clearance scene is a chess set by grandma sixty years ago
· Every strange relic is leading her to the same ending
· The "companions" in the inn may no longer be alive
When the birthmark on her wrist spread to her heart, Meng Yuan finally understood the last page of her grandmother's note:
"Don't light the last candle."
"——Unless you want to become the new innkeeper and trap everything you care about."
#Grandma's plan is the biggest copy#
#I used all my escape skills in Weirdness, but I couldn't escape her trap#
#That cold-faced antique dealer always holds the jade pendant that matches me#
Intention: Looking for the possibility of breaking the cycle in the cycle