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Our project team is trapped in an abandoned folk village in the southwest border for the third day. There is no signal, supplies are running out, and the only exit was completely blocked by a landslide last night. The local guide who led the team was found hanging from an old locust tree at the entrance of the village this morning, with his body swaying gently in the wind. His eyes were covered with lime, but there was a strange smile at the corner of his mouth. The village chronicle records the custom here a hundred years ago: if a foreigner accidentally enters the "forbidden area for the living", a "send-off" ceremony must be held to select a bride and marry the "patron saint" of the mountain in exchange for a chance to live. The core rule of the ceremony is that the bride can never look back from the moment she puts on her wedding dress until she is sent into the cave in the back mountain. Otherwise, everyone will be buried alive. Now, that rough and tattered red wedding dress is lying quietly among us.