Northeastern Folklore: Notes of Chumaxian

I was born with a lot of bad luck, and the immortal family claimed my life. When I was first pregnant with me, there was blood from the seven orifices of Huangxian stuck on the window of my house, and there was a blood bowl in its hand. In the bowl was the unformed fetus in its belly. The snake fairy wrapped itself around the door beam of my house and knotted itself into a button. The White Fairy Hedgehog pulled out the hard thorns on its body and dragged its bloody body, leaving traces of blood in my yard. Even on the roof of my house, there are a row of gray fairy heads, and rat blood flows down the thatched roof... It was even more amazing on the day I was born. On the day he was born, my father hung himself at the gate, his heart, liver, and lungs were taken out and thrown on the snow. On a full moon day, a day of heavy snow, my mother was wrapped around a hundred snakes and strangled to death with her tongue hanging out. On her third birthday, grandma fell into the cellar and was eaten alive by rats. Her screams spread throughout the village. On the day he just turned eighteen, my grandfather committed suicide by taking medicine, and I was the only one left in the originally beautiful family. My ancestors violated the immortal family and demanded their lives, so I need my generation to offer sacrifices to the underworld and invite the immortal family to survive. A different story about Northeast China!