Something's Not Right About My Archeology Diary.

A cursed inscription and an awakened ancient existence completely dragged my ordinary life into the abyss. My name is Chen Guan, a graduate student in the Department of Archeology who firmly believes in materialism. During an ordinary archaeological operation, I carved out a seemingly ordinary inscription from the coffin of a Ming Dynasty general who Zhenhe. However, when I restored it on my computer, layers of mysterious words as red as blood appeared under the inscription! They were twisted and coiled, as if they were living creatures. Just looking at them made me dizzy and I could hear the murmurs of the ancient gods. What's even more frightening is that in the background of the rubbing, there is an additional figure that should never exist - the one smiling weirdly at me is none other than myself! Since then, strange things have happened one after another: the sound of water flowing in my dreams at midnight, the faucet automatically dripping smelly muddy water, and a text message from an unknown number warning me to "be careful with the water"... I was targeted by an invisible, terrifying presence. In order to survive, I had to use my knowledge of archeology to try to decipher the secrets in the bloody writing. I was disappointed to find that this was not an epitaph, but a list of seals from ancient times. The general who suppressed the river was not suppressing the river, but the indescribable "it" at the bottom of the river. And every rubbing and every interpretation I make is opening a new crack for "it" to wake up. Now, it's my turn.