Between the beams of ancestral halls overgrown with moss, in the reflections of mottled bronze mirrors, and amid the clacking of the night watchman’s wooden clappers at midnight, countless sleepless eyes hide in the folds of the land of China. This book gathers forty-nine eerie tales rooted in the streets and alleys of everyday life. Each story is like the tea stains settled at the bottom of an old cup, steeped by time into a rich flavor that sends chills down your spine. More than a simple collection of strange tales, this book pieces together folk memories through modern storytelling. The restless souls wandering through the tides of urbanization will eventually find a home among these pages. And when your tea has gone cold and you have finished the book, you will realize that the oldest fears have always grown from humanity’s eternal longing for warmth and affection.
