In this story, there are ghost stories about locust trees, wolves, Buddhas, demons, immortals, Tao, and the universe.
When you see this, do you suddenly realize: Oh, it turns out this is a story about monsters and monsters.
The author, who is a standard second-rate writer, can tell you responsibly: You are overthinking. It is impossible for normal people to understand the weird thinking of the idiot.
What? You ask me what exactly is the story I'm telling?
Hey-hey. Do you want to take a guess?