I committed suicide by cutting my wrists, and all the blood flowed out to become a mummy. The body was buried in an ancestral copper coffin. On the day of the funeral on the 14th day of the seventh lunar month, strange things happened. I woke up in the middle of the night as a mummy, my whole body was exhausted, and only blood could sustain it The freshness of my body. I control my corpse with the will of a human being. I travel through yin and yang. I have loved, hated, killed people, and killed ghosts.. I am a corpse, as long as I eat blood, I will Never grow old, I stand on the top of the world and look down, only to see desire. This is my story, this is my biography... Black Rock