[Urban Folklore + Supernatural + Livestreams and Short Videos + Feel-Good Power Fantasy + Decisive Violence]
Lin Yan was a photographer.
He shot weddings, events, and promotional videos, and in his spare time ran a folklore account with hardly any followers.
Then came one nighttime spring procession.
There were clearly only twelve divine generals at the scene.
With the naked eye, there were twelve.
But in the drone footage, there were always thirteen.
Worse still, the extra one suddenly stopped.
It looked up at the drone, left the procession, and began walking toward Lin Yan, one step at a time.
[Folklore anomaly detected.]
[Taboo: Do not look back.]
[Cut off every medium currently reflecting it.]
Lin Yan glanced at his 28,000-yuan drone.
"Holy shit."
"Crash it."
From that day on, the things he filmed grew more and more disturbing.
Paper effigies that took the place of the living.
A fake performance that summoned a real weasel spirit.
Nuo-mask taboos that had never existed, but were beginning to take effect.
Then Lin Yan discovered an even bigger problem.
Some so-called "ancient taboos" had only been made up yesterday.
But as more and more people started following them for real...
Even the fake could slowly become real.
Very interesting folklore novel