The Legend of Red Clothes: Bone Burial

In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, there was a new way of making a living on the road to drive corpses in western Hunan. The bones were dropped off to send the bones of dead strangers back to their hometowns. This order is different tonight. The employer has repeatedly warned me not to look back. In the ancient urn was a girl in red who committed suicide. The red shoes reflected in the puddle made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. The bone urn suddenly became heavy and blood oozed out. She hurried on as fast as she could, but always returned to the crooked-neck tree. Before dawn, he finally arrived at the mass grave his employer had mentioned. The girl in red shows up and says she can finally go home, and no one dares to pick her up from now on. The backbone of the red clothes is alive.