Encountering the Sacred Body of the Instrument Once in Three Hundred Years

Weird and micro-thriller The last subway took a few people to the dark tunnel. Among them was an old lady. Her cheongsam was dark purple, embroidered with silver peonies, and glowed strangely under the pale carriage lights. The knock on the door in the middle of the night, the woman in the mirror wearing blood-stained white pajamas with long hair disheveled, takes someone away every night... The incident dates back to a tragedy thirty years ago... Chu Zhe has been searching for what the rules of the game in this strange world are... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.