The dusty notes record the experiences of wandering through Yin and Yang; the circulating compass points to the unpredictable abyss of the human heart.
As a "scavenger" walking on the edge of the city, what I pick up is not scrap metal, but mysterious secrets and geomantic omen that are scattered in folk corners and passed down by word of mouth but little known. The ancestral compass is my only luggage, and a pair of "feng shui eyes" that can see "qi" are my tools to see through the illusion.
This "Record of Weird Things" is the testimony of my many years of travel:
Why are there always women dressing up in the mirror in the old house late at night, but there is no one in the mirror? What kind of blood and tears are hidden behind the bad Feng Shui situation?
A prosperous family suffers a sudden disaster. Is the century-old tree that withered overnight on the ancestral grave a natural withering or a man-made curse?
Why are there lingering resentments under the seemingly ordinary stone carvings? What is the cost of cracking it?
In the newly built skyscrapers in the city, the elevator always stops on the 13th floor for no reason at night. Is it a mechanical failure or the result of the ground veins being forcibly cut off?
Every bizarre incident is the reverberation of the collision between human desire and the laws of heaven and earth. I record them, analyze the mystery of the Feng Shui pattern, resolve the obsession of resentful spirits, and also try to find a vague boundary between yin and yang in the bizarre truth.
Opening this book "The Book of Weird Things", you will step into a world where science and superstition are intertwined, and fear and awe coexist. Here, ancient wisdom can save people or kill people; the departed souls can speak out and claim their lives.
Do you dare to follow my footsteps and listen to those deliberately forgotten whispers?
