Northeastern Weird Things: Huang Pizi Seeks for Seal

My name is Zhang Ye, and I was born in a small village called Heihetun in the northeast. My father told me since I was a child that there are rules in our Gada - among the things in the mountains, those who can be called immortals should not be called beasts, those who can take a detour should not force their way in, and those who can pretend to be blind should never open their eyes. But I don't believe in evil. In the winter when I was nineteen years old, I encountered a strange thing on the edge of the old forest in the back mountain - a yellow-skinned man squatting in the snow, wearing a ragged felt hat, staring at me blankly, and asked: "Do you think I look like a human or a god?" Just this sentence, the rest of my life was set in motion. Since then, strange things have happened one after another - the village head Wang's son hanged himself in the middle of the night, with a smile on his face when he died; my second uncle saw a little girl in a red cotton-padded jacket in his barn, and disappeared in the blink of an eye; even the Baojiaxian who my father's generation had been caring for for thirty years told me in a dream to "run away quickly." But where can I run? Between the white mountains and black waters, there are too many things that are hard to explain. The yellow skin, the fox fairy, the insect-growing spirit, the magician, the ghost house watcher, the yin and yang person... There is also the animal bone with talismans engraved on it that my father gave me before he died, and the unfinished sentence: "Yezi, our Zhang family... Are not ordinary people."