[Strange things in the world + rules for survival + parasitic backlash + folk customs and foreign objects]
Remember my name, Li San, the third son of the Li family in Chentang City.
No one knew that everything was out of control starting from the piece of Dongpo meat in the cafeteria that smelled fishy and sweaty.
The bones of living people were peeling off for no reason, and the resentment accumulated in ancient legends broke out of the ground, turning into a tangible foreign object that only knew how to kill, and strangely and silently swallowed the whole world.
What I want to talk about next is a secret that is buried under the bones and can only be seen by the survivors.
When the story comes to an end, there will be no more Li San in this world.
There is no god or ghost in the world.
Just twisted legends that wander around and take lives.
The past cannot be grasped, the present cannot be firmly grasped, and the future will be a bottomless darkness.
