Coming Late to Ferry

Hidden in the deep alleys of the town is the "Late Come" tavern. When the fog rises, the door is hidden, and only the smell of wild moxa and peach branches floats. The peach branches under the eaves remember the tears of demons, and the moxa leaves in the corner of the courtyard hide the promises of people. Those with obsessions can always run into the fog, either to cure scars or to pay off debts. When the white cat suddenly pricks its ears, the story is about to begin. You see, the fog is getting thicker again, and the wooden door creaks, as if to say: Come in, everything has animism, and coming here is destined.