[This book is a collection of multiple independent units with coherent stories, mostly compiled from folk legends, old rural affairs, and urban anecdotes narrated by others.
Confucius said: It is difficult for me to understand the affairs of gods and ghosts.
Therefore, there is a saying that "the son does not talk about strange powers and confuses the gods". This is because the sage is strict and does not speak nonsense about things he does not understand.
However, ordinary people like us gather in the streets and alleys and in the fields to talk about strange stories, ghosts, and so on.
It's not elegant, but it doesn't do much harm, but there is nothing to talk about after tea.
There are no ghosts in the world, but the human mind is responsible.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and fear are the fate of the mortal world.
It was midnight in midsummer, with thunder and lightning and heavy rain.
Tossing and turning, I lay down at my desk and recorded miscellaneous notes about my experiences in the countryside. I named it "Whispers in the Alley at Night" to make readers smile.
