Yellow River Corpse Language

The bottom of the Yellow River is not sand, but dead people. Li Yan, an ordinary technician at the Provincial Water Conservancy Design Institute, was forced to return to his isolated hometown of Liugou Village because of the giant "eye"-shaped depression that appeared at the bottom of the Yellow River on a satellite image. His grandfather Li Cunxiao was the last generation of corpse collectors in the Yellow River Basin. There are three things people don't do when fishing for corpses: they don't fish for corpses standing upright in the water, they don't fish for corpses that can't be fished out three times, and they don't fish for young girls in red clothes. On the day Li Yan came back, a female corpse in red floated up in Shen Yuandu. Her fingers left five crescent-shaped fingerprints on his tiger's mouth, which could not be washed away or wiped clean. They glowed by themselves in the dark. That was the mark she left on him. There is a bronze door under the Yellow River, half open, with green light pouring out of the crack. There is something breathing behind the door. The ancestors of the Li family have been guarding the riverside for generations. What they guard is not the river, but the gate. And everyone selected by the door will eventually become the lock cylinder - using themselves to block the door from the inside. Li Yan's right eye is turning green. There isn't much time left for him.