# Introduction to the novel "The Nuo Incident in Fujian Town: Paper Man River Lantern"
In order to find my lost cousin, I stepped into the ancient Tulou town in the mountains of Fujian, just as the Purdue Festival was approaching. The fishy black hair lingering under the bed of the Yuye Inn, the moving paper boy in the paper shop at the end of the alley, the river lantern with the face of a girl floating on the river... Weird things happened one after another. The "River God Marriage" in the mouth of the townspeople was actually a conspiracy of the Lin family to sacrifice girls every year to feed the eggs of the "Mother of the Deep Pond" of the Cthulhu Familia.
Feng shui master Chen Jiushu's compass always points to the underground dragon boat dock. The foundation is oozing with blood moss that will corrode the wood. There is a sacrificial doll embedded with human bones hidden in the dark cabin at the bottom of the boat - the cousin's silver ring is in the hand of the seventh doll. Cognitive pollution is approaching step by step. I see the shadows of residents trailing black slime trails, listen to Nuo opera singing and gasping with inhuman voices, and my sanity is on the verge of collapse.
From ancient towns to county towns and Mazu temples in fishing villages, the crisis of continuous sacrifices in three areas is gradually emerging. Uncle Chen Jiushu wears a Nuo opera mask to fight against the family members, Ma Dao burns the talisman to protect the boundary, Hai Po sacrifices her life to pass the Zhenhai needle, and we form an exorcism team to fight against the alienated people. When in the eyes of the sea under the lighthouse, giant flesh eggs pulsated with countless human faces, I tightened my grip on the boundary talisman that fused the tokens of the three realms and pierced the core before suspending the sacrifice of all realms.
But the remaining black slime from the mother's nest still seeps into the soil, and the fragments of Nuo opera and the words "The next sacrifice is you" in the anonymous letter indicate that the shadow of the mother of the deep pool has never really dissipated.
