Old Things in Huaixia

Some debts are remembered by the locust tree but not forgotten by people. A yellowed letter from home forcibly recalled photographer Chen Yuan to his hometown of Huaiwu Village after 20 years of absence. He thought it was just an ordinary visit to relatives, until he discovered that the entire village was shrouded in the huge shadow of the thousand-year-old locust tree. In the night wind, the whisper of locust leaves is no longer a natural sound, but more like the whispers of countless dead souls. The warm memory fragments of childhood quickly disintegrated after returning home. Strange wet footprints would appear on the courtyard wall of the old house every night; and what made him most uneasy was that the call of his childhood playmate Xiaoyue always sounded in his ears, but everyone in the village said that she had disappeared under the locust tree as early as that summer twenty years ago. Chen Yuan found that he was involved in a nightmare from which he could not wake up. ·The photos taken by the camera will contain non-existent figures. ·The childhood game of "hide the shoes" has turned into a life-threatening curse late at night. ·Before his death, grandpa held his hand tightly and repeatedly chanted the taboo sentence that he did not understand: When he was determined to uncover the truth behind Xiaoyue's disappearance, he discovered that all the clues pointed to the tangled old locust tree. Its roots are deeply rooted in the history of the village, and it is also tightly entwined with the secrets and sins hidden in each villager. Buried under the tree is not only a forgotten past event, but also a broken ancient contract signed with blood and soul. Now, the locust tree is awake. It was looking at Chen Yuan quietly through every tree hole. And the thick branch that once hung his childhood swing is now preparing a brand new red rope for him...