Yin Coffin Master

They dispose of the bodies and the "stuff" they bring with them. And I am the only one who deals with "living people". I am an undertaker, trained in an ancient trade. We not only give dignity to the dead, but also prevent disasters for the living. Master said that the destiny of our lineage is to guard a "dragon evil coffin" under the city. If it can be suppressed, there will be peace; if it cannot be suppressed, hundreds of ghosts will walk at night. On July 15th of that year, the master disappeared mysteriously, leaving only a blood-stained yellow talisman and half of the "Yin Coffin Book". The seal of the coffin was cracked. From then on, the corpse of a woman in a red wedding dress cried in my ears all night long; the corpses in the morgue began to walk in order according to the sixty-four hexagrams of "The Book of Changes"; my own body also gradually exuded a "fragrance" that only the dead can smell... In order to survive, I must become the most rebellious Yin Coffin Master ever. The left hand pinches the Maoshan Jue to save the resentful spirits; the right hand uses the Buqi Menjue to kill evil cultivators. I used the "Shaking Dragon Sutra" to determine the acupuncture points and nailed death stakes on the pulse gates of the city; I used the needles and threads used to sew corpses to mend the broken soul. Until I followed the clues and uncovered a corner of the truth—— Only then did I realize that what I had to deal with was never the coffin in the ground, but those "chess players" who were above me and used all living beings as chess pieces. Now, it's my turn to teach them what fear is.