My name is Chen Jiu. I was born with dark eyes. I rely on half of the "Miscellaneous Notes on Suppressing Evils" left by my ancestors to travel through villages and alleys to collect folk tales.
But I didn't expect that this journey of seeking adventure would turn out to be an endless road.
The old lady combing her hair in the old village in the mountains, the faceless female corpse at the ferry in the water town, the abacus ringing in the ancient house, the corpse exorcism team on the deserted road, the evil fairy seeking life in the fairy hall... Everywhere you go, you will encounter strange things, and life and death are only a matter of thought.
What's even weirder is that every road I have walked and every evil thing I have encountered are exactly the same as my grandfather who disappeared thirty years ago. On the blank pages of "Miscellaneous Notes of Suppressing Evil", what happened to my grandfather back then will automatically appear, and the night journeys of the two generations are quietly overlapping.
The dark road is difficult to walk, and there is no shore to turn back to. Holding half of a broken book, I struggled to survive in folk customs, just to uncover the truth about my grandfather's disappearance - but the further I walked, the more I discovered that at the end of this dark road, there was a secret that even my grandfather did not dare to touch!
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