Luo Zhao is a corpse collector.
Retrieve corpses from the water for others, transport corpses from houses for others, and search for corpses from the river for others. He doesn't talk much, often wears all black, and drives an old van with a raft in the back.
If you work in this business for a long time, you will always encounter things that you shouldn't encounter.
The second son of the Wu family drowned in Tan Lake. Luo Zhao fished him out and burned a piece of oil paper. That night, two lightning bolts without thunder flashed over Tan Lake, and the shadows of the trees beside the lake were like human figures.
The shadow followed him.
One day while traveling, the shadow called him, "Luo Benzhi."
——That is Luo Zhao's real name, a name that Luo Zhao himself has almost forgotten.
Xu Qingzhi said, Mercury will be retrograde this month, so don't take orders from the water.
Luo Zhao didn't listen.
Intention: There is unfinished business between life and death, and there is still unfinished fate between yin and yang. Those who cross people must also cross themselves, and those who meet ghosts will eventually walk with ghosts.