The Years When I Was a Mountain Mover

Seven years ago, on the third day after my grandfather was buried, the dead knocked on my door. Seven years later, I followed a photo to the abandoned Heishuiling Mountain Temple, and unexpectedly discovered the secret left behind by my grandfather—the Shen family has been a Taoist mountain mover for generations. A black copper coin, a copy of "Relics of Moving Mountains", and an ancient tomb that should not be opened, gradually involved me in a mystery that spans hundreds of years. And I gradually discovered: Grandpa may not be dead after all. What's really scary is - what did he bring out of the tomb?