The Strange Tales of Triangle Head

The childhood sweetheart stayed behind, while her childhood friend left. When he returned, they were already worlds apart. Their parents had arranged the marriage, but she still cherished the vows they had made. One was carried into a sedan chair, the other laid into a coffin. A suona played as both families gathered. The county magistrate's residence was draped in white, but the lanterns alone were painted in bridal red.

[Volume One: Strange Tales of a Ghost Marriage]

From rock, a male is born, his blood jade; from stone, a female is born, her grass emerald. Jadeite nestles by thorns, crying in unison. A child hears a song amid the rosy clouds. Neither spirit nor monster, neither ordinary nor human. Is it a bird, an object, or a spirit? A long song rings out in the great hall, and they seek a stone, not a person.

[Volume Two: The Quest for the Stone]

The heavens collapse, and the gods fall in the great hall, leaving only a few empty temples. The earth splits in an instant, and ghosts flood the world. Who could know that countless millions would struggle to survive?

[Volume Three: The Desolate Gods Are Everywhere]