Everyone knows that the day is long, but they don't know that the night is vast.
In those corners that are not recorded in official history and unrecorded in unofficial history, China's local folk customs, taboos, and obsessions intertwined with scenes of ghosts and ghosts wandering on the edge of the world.
In the abandoned house buried in weeds, there are resentful souls that have not been dispersed and are not afraid of the scorching heat; behind the Buddha statues in the ancient temples in the mountains, there are hidden industry blood curses passed down from generation to generation. Throughout the ages, there have always been shadows under the sun that cannot shine, and in those shadows, there are countless pairs of eyes, staring coldly at the world.
This book is a collection of Chinese-style folklore suspense short stories (unit drama). It uses delicate and cold writing to peel off the human nature and destiny under the shell of horror.
The wind shakes the bones, and the long night has ears. Are you ready to hear the story?
[The story comes from the author's hearsay over the years. There may also be stories you have heard, please don't be afraid~~~]
Intention: to write about folk customs with strange things, and to peer into people's hearts with ghosts and gods; looking at the absurd and strange things in ancient and modern times, all the joys and sorrows of the human world are reflected in the writing.
