C840 A City(part I)

As the sun set, a full moon rose. Looking up at the night sky, I finally realized that today was the fifteenth of the sixth month.

In another month, it would be my birthday. On the fifteenth of the seventh month, I was born in the cemetery of Hundred Ghost Slope. That day, the moon was big and round, and it was shining with the light of death...

And right in front of me was also a land of death