Folk Taboos: The Strange Tales Around Me

I went home for the Qingming Festival to visit the family graves. My uncle handed me a bag of glutinous rice.

“Remember these three rules: don’t count the people, don’t look back, and don’t ask unnecessary questions.”

There were clearly nine people in the group as we climbed the mountain.

On the way down, I counted ten sets of footsteps.

In the group photo on my phone, a pale hand had appeared on everyone’s shoulder.

There were two resting on my back.

If you’re not into this style, you can start from Chapter 45. The style changes there, and it’s great for listening to at night.