This book is a thriller that visits Shencheng and its surrounding rural towns and salvages the most original and authentic fragments of horrific memories from the oral accounts of the elderly, fragments of local chronicles, and taboo secrets passed down from word to mouth. These stories carry the smell of earth, the musty smell of old wood, and the embers of incense. They are collective creations that have been deeply rooted in this land for generations to warn, explain the unknown, or vent their fears in the long dark night. There are no real names in this book, and each article in this book has nothing to do with the next one. This book is written for everyone in the form of stories. It is not recommended to read at night. Any similarity is purely coincidental. Finally, trust science.
