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Chen Yan, the person who collects corpses, can see sneaky things in his right eye. He thought that in this life he only needed to collect corpses, bury people, and live a miserable life. Until the eighth bride in Huaimu Town was hanged by a dry well with gold thread sewn around her neck. When he cut the thread, he also cut off the taboos of twenty years ago - refining puppets, feeding ghosts, and marrying immortals. Overnight, the whole town regarded him as a monster, and his uncle threatened him with his father's life. The man in black robe held the golden thread of his wish and asked with a smile: "How about the ninth bride's marriage wish in exchange for your father's life?" Chen Yan held on to the family heirloom and stepped into the murderous situation of getting married in a hundred sedan chairs. The evil-eating boy gnawed away his grievances, the old paper servant bowed to lead the way, the seventy-two coffins in the corpse cave trembled, and Hu Bugui's remnant soul awakened under the moon. And in Chen Yan's heart, in the crack of the Yan Sheng Qian, the Yin veins were quietly devouring his life. Seven days of soul-breaking, full moon blood sacrifice. Deep in the Ten Thousand Puppet Cave, there is hidden the secret of the Puppet Immortal's rebirth, as well as the last way out that his father paid for with his life - "Yan'er, either become an immortal, or... Become the one hundred and first coffin at the Puppet Immortal's feet."