On the first day Lin Mi entered the Nanshan Branch of the Linjiang Provincial Folk Culture Protection Center, the leader asked her to deal with a rocking chair that would rock on its own.
Sitting in the rocking chair was a woman wearing a cheongsam. She seemed to have been waiting here for eighty years.
"This job... Is to catch ghosts?" Lin Mi was a little confused.
"No, it's about listening to stories." The leader took a sip of tea. "Folklore is a collection of these stories. What we have to do is to help the stories find their home."
Dr. Cheng, who came to the province for a temporary job, pushed up his glasses: "From a scientific point of view, these should be called energy residual phenomena."
Lin Mi: "She just called you a nerd."
Cheng Jianmo: "... I need to re-model."
The daily workplace life of a representative of the theoretical group and a girl who observes things - dealing with the beams that make people cry, the warehouse that automatically starts packing in the middle of the night, the mirrored terraces that can enter different spaces at specific times...
And, the secret hidden under the Qingtong tree in Qifeng Mountain.
Purpose: History and memory will not be forgotten, so that every unfinished story can find its place.