Folklore: I Have a Wordless Genealogy

"For the first seven lonely nights, avoid making noise, seeing blood, and avoid turning around." Chen Mo sat on the grand master's chair in the old house, looking at the black water seeping out of the door and the two uninvited guests who broke into the house. The ancient clans were based on [Hundred Family Surnames] and inherited weird folk customs such as driving corpses, tying paper, and riding horses. The Zhang family made paper, the Huo family drove away the corpses, and the Huang family took action... The price for gaining power is the irreversible distortion of the bloodline. Only by adhering to the harsh "family rules and ancestral precepts" can one survive. Until Chen Mo, who was an embalmer in his previous life, opened a "Wordless Genealogy" that was not among the hundreds of families. Ignore bloodline barriers and include the abilities of hundreds of schools; Reversing the law of cause and effect and transferring taboo costs. While descendants of hundreds of families struggled on the edge of life and death to suppress madness, Chen Mo unscrupulously touched taboos in the midst of death. "Since someone must bear the price of power..." Chen Mo looked at the ancient gods who were about to revive in the abyss, and said in a calm tone: "Then let the gods suffer."