When Autumn Comes, Ghosts Turn to Ash

When the wheel of time begins to turn, when time flows back to three years earlier, when everything starts anew, and when the souls suffering and wailing because of the ghosts' arrival are finally set free... These strange words are carved into the gravestone of a young man named Yan Qiu. Beside the battered grave marker lies a small jade box, filthy and cracked, its surface caked with dirt. So filthy and broken that no one is willing to pick it up, it can only wait there, rocking gently and wailing in agony through the years...