The Haunted Burial at Huangdu

But I never expected that what lay buried beneath Huangdu wasn't just a corpse. Sunken coffins formed an array in the riverbed, and the walls of the underground palace were covered with the names of generations of the Shen family. One by one, they went down, and none ever came back up. Grandma said the Shen family had guarded this place for a thousand years. They were guarding a tomb, a rift between yin and yang. Once the rift opened, the living could go down but not come back up, while the dead could come up but not go back down. And the handprint on my ankle was an invitation sent through the rift. The underworld emissary said I couldn't escape the Shen family's debt. But I don't want to run. I just want to know whether I can personally shut away what the Shen family has guarded for a thousand years before it opens completely.