Blood Moon Pass

The blood moon hung over the city for seven days, and six gold-gilded passes fell asleep late at night. On the back were terrifying words written in blood: "Go to the old slaughterhouse before midnight, take a picture or lose your life." An emergency doctor, a deliveryman, a Taoist intern, a forensic doctor, an autistic teenager, and a retired policeman, six strangers were forcibly dragged into the rusty slaughterhouse. The scorch marks on the ground squirmed, and countless shadows condensed into "ferrymen" - those blood-moon-like eyes were staring at their shadows. This is a living spell spawned by a sacrifice in 1943. It feeds on shadows. If you gather a hundred of them, the blood moon will hang forever, and the world will become a hunting ground for shadows. Their pass is the mark and the fire that breaks the curse. When the six light sources pierced the darkness and the swallowed resentment roared in the light, they were shocked to realize that a new curse had already been entangled in their shadows.