Strange Stories About the Republic of China

Name: Strange Stories About the Republic of China
Author: Li Lizi

by Li Lizi

ongoing Suspense Occult Mystery Male Lead

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12Kwords

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Ch. 5 — Chamber of Commerce Banquet

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About This Novel

It started raining in the middle of the night. At first there were just sporadic ticking sounds on the eaves, like the tired footsteps of a watchman. At midnight, the rain suddenly turned violent, and thousands of silver threads dropped from the dark sky, weaving the entire city of Peiping into a damp, rustling net. Shen Yanqiu pushed open the wooden lattice window of the west wing, and a wind carrying the smell of dead leaves and earth came in, causing the flame of the kerosene lamp on the table to suddenly dim. He turned and looked inside the house - his grandfather's relics had been piled up in this old house for three days. The camphor wood box was open, revealing yellowed thread-bound books, scrolls, and utensils carefully wrapped in oil paper. The unique, slightly sweet and decaying smell of old paper floats in the air, intertwined with the sound of rain outside the window, making this century-old house seem even more empty and quiet. Shen Yanqiu rushed back to Peiping from Jinling three days ago. The telegram came suddenly, saying only that my grandfather was critically ill. When he arrived after traveling day and night, the old man had already passed away. He was left with an old house near Liulichang, and a house full of ancient books and artifacts that no one could understand. This old scholar, who had been obsessed with folklore and local legends all his life, was just a lonely old man with a weird temper in the eyes of his neighbors. "They are all useless things." An old neighbor who helped organize them once shook his head and said, "Mr. Shen has loved collecting these legends of gods and ghosts all his life. He has never done anything serious." But Shen Yanqiu didn't think so. As a lecturer in folklore at Yenching University, he knows better than anyone that those folk memories that are considered "absurd" by orthodox historiography often contain forgotten historical folds. At this moment, he squatted down and took out a stack of books wrapped in blue cloth from the bottom box.