Suona's Call: Red Affairs to the Underworld, White Affairs Back to Life

The suona has been passed down for thousands of years. You think it's just the king of instruments, a musical bully? No. In my hands, it knows good and evil, discerns yin and yang. My name is Ge Tianchong. The year I failed the college entrance exam, my father thrust the suona into my arms and said: Among all instruments, the suona is king. This heirloom from our ancestors is not that simple. I didn't believe him. Until the widow Xia Jie next door died in my arms in a red wedding dress, pregnant with my child. Seven days after her death, black water seeped from her grave. Those who had bullied her died horribly one after another. A ghost baby burrowed into my belly. To save me, my father played the forbidden tune 'Eighteen Yama Kings' and died before my eyes. Later I learned: some tunes are not for the living to hear; some things can only be done by the suona. Someone cursed me: 'You stinking suona player, who do you think you are?' Because when the suona sounds, red affairs go to the underworld, white affairs return to life. — Description from novelcodex.org