The 15th and 7th day of the seventh lunar month is the day for Chinese people to pay tribute to their ancestors, also known as Ghost Festival…
Legend has it that at midnight on this day, the gates of hell will open, and the ancestors in the underworld will return to the human world through the Naihe Bridge to enjoy the tributes of their descendants. They will return to the underworld at five in the morning of the next day…
But no one knows that every 35 years, there will be a bad year, in which people with bad luck will die unexpectedly…
The 15th day of the seventh lunar month in a Yin Sha year is also known as the Yin Sha Day. On this day, not only ordinary ghosts can return to the world of the living, but also evil ghosts can… The 15th day of the seventh lunar month in 2011… Sorry, it is the Yin Sha Day… (Everyone be careful, be careful…)
Wang Xiaocheng, Wang Xiaokai, Wang Xiaozhou, Xu Xiaowei, and Zhou Xiaofei are cemetery workers in Zhejialiang Village, Wulanmulun Town, Ordos City. The 15th day of the seventh lunar month every year is their happiest day… because on this day, they can not only receive some red envelopes, but also have a big meal…
On the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month in 2011, they locked the gate of the cemetery after seeing off the last person who came to pay tribute to their ancestors, just like in previous years.
"Brother Kai, it's almost time." Wang Xiaocheng said to Wang Xiaokai. "Take the housework and go." Wang Xiaokai said to Zhou Xiaofei and the others beside him. Several people took out a few wooden baskets from under the bed, put them on their backs, and entered the cemetery…
Things went smoothly, and the offerings were almost all collected. The wooden basket was filled to the brim with all kinds of fruits and meats…
Just as they were about to "finish work", Xu Xiaowei found another roast chicken in front of a lonely grave in the distance. He quickly walked to the grave and put the roast chicken into the wooden basket. Then he looked at the tombstone and saw a very sunny man. "Hey, brother, this roast chicken, we brothers will eat it for you." After saying this, Xu Xiaowei went to catch up with the others…
He didn't notice that the moment he turned and left, the sunny man in the photo on the tombstone had a hint of darkness on his face…
"Hey, you're a ghost for seven days , what have you been doing? So slow…" Wang Xiaozhou asked Xu Xiaowei. "Haha, I picked up a roast chicken from the lonely grave over there…" Xu Xiaowei said with a smile. Zhou Xiaofei frowned, "Isn't that the poorest grave? We haven't picked up anything there in the seven years since we came here, you're not lying to us…" "Damn, am I that person? I really picked up a roast chicken, if you don't believe me, look…" He touched the wooden basket behind him…
"Ah!…" Xu Xiaowei screamed and fainted. With the moonlight, everyone could see the roast chicken in Xu Xiaowei's hand… There was no roast chicken! What Xu Xiaowei was holding in his hand… was a human head! Maybe it was that sunny man, no… it was the gloomy and terrifying man… a human head…
"You all die…" The head said this, and after a few screams… the cemetery fell into silence…
The man was shot and killed on September 7, 1993 for burglary and murder… and buried in the cemetery…
It started to rain…
The sadness that obscured the blood moon… The endless funeral rain seemed to be crying out something…