When I Returned to My Hometown After Graduation, I Encountered Many Strange Things

After graduating from college, I returned to the isolated mountain village to accompany my grandfather. Every night I fell into broken dreams again and again, and the lingering aura of death lingered on the tip of my nose. My grandfather, who usually loves to joke, avoided this in every possible way and told me not to delve into it further. The old man who guarded the mountain in the village suddenly passed away, and the shadowman secretly watched, and a funeral broke old vows. Grandpa was forced to break his oath and take action, and the disaster was unraveled. I hurriedly took over the broken mantle of the simmering man, and then I realized that beneath the earth, sleeping...