Liang Jing, a journalist who only wants to pursue a career, took over an outrageous column - investigating the "Shuiyun Tower", a theater troupe that disappeared out of thin air a hundred years ago.
That winter night, she saw with her own eyes a decaying theater building with green will-o'-the-wisps burning deep in the forest.
Under the moonlight, Hua Dan, whose throat was empty, shed tears of blood to her.
Broken car windows, blood in ears.
She thought she had gotten rid of the ghost who was seeking her life, but she discovered at the country hotel where she was staying that all the weirdness had just begun——
The opera singing that no one can hear, the seemingly invisible cold touch on the back of the neck, and the pale face wearing an emerald pendant flashing past in the mirror...
The evil spirit of Huadan named Liu Cui seemed to be haunting her.
It's not a claim for life, but it's like crying out for a grievance that has been buried in the dust for hundreds of years.
The press was bombarded with emails urging manuscripts, and the county residents snooping in the dark looked at him strangely.
When Liang Jing uncovered the truth step by step, she discovered that what was even more terrifying were the lies woven by the human heart.
And she herself, unknowingly, became... The next protagonist in this script of a century-old injustice.
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Reading Guide
· Cold and materialistic female reporter
· Folk horror + suspense detective style, tight rhythm.
Purpose: Peace and Love
