The Last Corpse Chaser

My name is Lin Gui, and I drive a corpse truck at a funeral parlor in the city. When I was twenty-six years old, the master who raised me, Lu Jiudeng, died. He left no last words before his death. He only placed a copper bell with paint peeling off, a set of blackened shrouds, and a corpse note with seven names written on it beside his bed. The seven corpses are all miners who disappeared in the Wugu Mine disaster thirty years ago. They were dug out of a sealed waste mine. Their bodies were not rotten, and there were black bone nails engraved with their birth dates on the soles of their feet. The last words left by Master were: "Before July 14th, send them back to Shenshui Village. No matter who calls you on the way, don't look back." I originally thought this was just a commission that Master had not completed during his lifetime. It wasn't until the night I picked up the corpse that I discovered that one of the seven corpses had no shadow. And in the arms of the corpse, there was a photo taken twenty-six years ago. The man in the photo looks exactly like me.