In this ancient land, the thickest thing is a layer of human skin. It can cover absurd desires and old sins, but it can only stop the cause and effect that breaks out of the ground.
This book is a collection of mid-length folk horror stories about taboos, costs, and fate. The book travels through deserted villages, ancient towns, dry wells and deep mountains, uncovering the facades of peaceful life and revealing the ferocious truth underneath.
In these stories, there are resentments that are crucified in the past, there are obsessions with immortality that are sewn into flesh and blood, and there are also family secrets that are buried in ancestral precepts. Each story is like a rusty lancet, accurately cutting through the layer of human skin called "respectability", allowing readers to look directly at the dead bones that have long been decayed but are still pulsating in the darkness.
You think you are seeing the neighbors, but in fact they are footmen in human skin; you think you are guarding family heirlooms, but in fact they are soul-sucking weapons. In the world of "Dry Bones Under the Skin", rules are not for obeying, but for survival.
After opening this book, please be sure to confirm: Are the people around you still wearing the same skin you are familiar with?
