Before or after a certain pole-lantern festival, the woman, a coffin craftswoman, was beaten beyond recognition by other craftsmen using their coffin-making tools and hastily buried in the fields.
In life, the female coffin maker crafted countless fine coffins for others, but in death, no one made a coffin for her, and she was buried in such an indifferent manner.
After killing the woman, those craftsmen broke into her home, attempting to find the reason for her ability to make bespoke coffins quickly and impressively.
Was it some special method, or a special tool?
In the woman's home, they found a few coffins of fixed dimensions and several bespoke coffins made in advance for unspecified clients.
Additionally, they stumbled upon a disturbing altar never before seen by anyone.
Not long after the woman's death, people in the vicinity who were unaware still came to Coffin Slope seeking her to custom-make their coffins.
