Lin Yan never thought that when he returned to Qingxi Village to take care of his grandmother who was injured in a fall at the age of thirty, he would be immersed in a pool of chilling folk memories. On a country road on a rainy night, he caught a glimpse of a dim brass lamp hanging in the air, but his grandmother grabbed his arm and screamed, "Don't let it follow you." In the old hall of his uncle's house, the red-lacquered wooden cabinet always made strange noises when it was locked, and his grandmother said, "Don't even look at it." But hidden in the cabinet was the "soul-inducing lamp" he had seen on rainy nights. What's even more bizarre is that Granny Chen, the midwife who has been dead for thirty years, suddenly appears, holding the same bronze lamp to "get back the props". She also said that Lin Yan's mother - a relative who he thought died young, "the soul has long been remembered by the lamp." It wasn't until his grandmother cried and confessed, "Your mother is not my biological child," that Lin Yan discovered that the old stories in Qingxi Village were never legends: the millstones were engraved with blood characters, the wedding clothes concealed traps, the ferry boats were entangled in people's hair, and the soul-inducing lantern was just the beginning. When the cracked peace charm reflected the word "Lampkeeper", and when the old photos in the wooden cabinet oozed black stains, Lin Yan suddenly understood - those folk stories buried in the loess were waiting to drag him in and become the protagonist of a new story. When the fragments of the twenty-seven stories were put together into a complete circle, it was discovered that the most terrifying thing was never the ghosts in the story - it was the "story listeners" who dragged living people into the story and became new characters. Do you dare to open this book? Be careful, the protagonist of the next story may be you who is reading the words.
