According to legend, on the other side of the Yellow Spring, a blood-like flower bloomed. It is called the Flower of Hell because it has a pure, blood-like red color. Especially because its flowers bloom for a thousand years, and its leaves bloom for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never see each other. People call it Manzhu Shahua, also known as Bianhuahua. There is a kind of people who travel between yin and yang, collecting the souls wandering in the world, and leading them to the underworld. The other shore flower will carry their souls and swim to hell, which is unknown where.
My name is Sang Zirong.
The dim lights and the bustling world may have left me since my death.
The world is vast, but I am alone, alone? Oh, what an irony.
Me, how many years have I been like this?
But, from that day on...
When I opened my eyes, what I saw was a dark sky filled with stars, as well as paper money and white satin scattered everywhere...
I stood up with difficulty and looked around.
There are piles of bones, broken tombs, and broken tombstones.
A strange world, what is waiting for me...