My name is Shen Yan, and I make a living by seeing things. This time, a man from Wuqi Village in Fujian lost his soul at sea. Lin Yongcheng retrieved a ship plank engraved with swirling patterns. He fell into a coma that night and was on the verge of death within seven days. The board wrapped in red cloth was cold to the bone, and the three incense sticks were all burned out halfway through. The grandmother in the village said that it was the "soul-locking board" - a sea-holding talisman painted by the Tianshi Mansion of the Yuan Dynasty to restrain the wronged soul of Zheng Jinglan, a naval general in the late Song Dynasty. More than seven hundred years later, Fu Song's soul awakened and he needed someone to replace him. Both generations of the Lin family, father and son, cannot escape from the same plan. I took the boat plank to the sandy reef, and sent the innocent soul back to the bottom of the sea with a bowl of blood wine and a "return". Lin Yongcheng woke up, but a second board floated on the sea. The tide has not subsided, and the soul has not yet settled. This is not the end, just the beginning.
Intention: The evil spirits of history must eventually return to their places, and the reversal of tides hides their fate; the entanglement between man and the sea, life and death, is presented in folklore and suspense.