I Light Candles for the Dead, and the Candlelight Identifies the Murderer for Me

Shen Zhu inherited his grandfather's incense shop and a handbook full of rules. Rule 1: A white candle will lead to death, a green candle will lead to a misfortune, a blue candle will lead to an unjust death, and a red candle will lead to an unjust death. People who light candles can see the things that the deceased regretted most during his lifetime. Rule 2: Resurrection incense can gather the thoughts of the deceased and make them say a word. But every time I use it, there will be a fine line on the back of my hand. After completing the twelve paths, you will no longer be you. Rule 3: If the facial features of a person tied with paper are drawn vividly, they can open their eyes. But don't prick unless absolutely necessary. Grandpa didn't tell him why. Grandpa just said, guard the shop and don't ask. The night when grandpa left, a hundred white candles in the shop went out at the same time. Just after the first seven days, someone came to the shop and ordered a hundred candles. Shen tried to light a candle, and the candle flame turned green - he saw a seven or eight-year-old girl standing behind the visitor, pointing at his neck and saying: "It's him." From then on, Shen Zhu realized that it was not the shop that his grandfather had guarded all his life, but the things under the shop.