With the Blood Moon Above My Head, I Invite the Evil God to Eat Incense

On the night when the Xie family worshiped their ancestors, the red moon hung in the sky. According to the clan rules, one boy and girl must be born from each house and buried alive in the ancestral grave. When it was my turn, my sister was so scared that she fainted, so I took the initiative to pick her up and walk into the grave. When the soil covered the top, I bit off my fingertips and drew a crooked talisman on the tombstone: "Since our ancestors love to eat, then eat enough -" "Invite the evil gods from all directions to share the incense." The red moon suddenly dripped blood, and the underground roared with eternal madness.