Novels like Yin Feast
Books Chinese readers most often put in the same booklists as Yin Feast, best match first.
- 151 Horror Sketches 恐怖素描 “The day I was accepted into art school through the recommendation program, I drew the killer who murdered Teacher Zhou with my own hands: the faceless woman who had been draped over my back for three whole months.” In the dead of night, a blizzard battered the studio windows with a crackling roar. I curled up in the bathroom and vomited, but a pale body slowly emerged in the mirror. Her long hair wound around my neck, her rotting fingertips stroked my spine, and where her face should have been. 5Reads—Score—Shelves
- 152 Paranormal Podcast 灵异播客 “What’s the most convincing paranormal story you’ve ever heard? As a paranormal podcast host, I thought I was just collecting urban legends, until a laugh that wasn’t mine came through my headphones. While I was adjusting the audio track, a shrill whisper seemed to breathe right into my ear, and a new waveform mysteriously appeared in the recording software. An expert told me, ‘That’s another audio signal. It isn’t human.’ Worse still, after I said, ‘Don’t come looking for me through my headphon —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 153 The Hypnosis Trap: The Forgotten Bloody Hand 催眠陷阱：被遗忘的血手 “I caused my husband and child’s deaths with my own hands, then spent an entire year forgetting them. The truth only tore through my memories as I fell, after my psychiatrist pushed me onto the rooftop.” The travel magazine from a year ago, the coffee cup that appeared out of nowhere in the living room, the unfamiliar father and son in the photo frame... I thought I was simply suffering from depression, until I encountered those blood-soaked hands during hypnosis and realized that forgetting was —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 154 The Night Shift Passage: An Invitation from the Dead 夜班通道：亡者邀请函 “Every night at ten, I open the supermarket’s rolling shutter right on time, never knowing that another world lies hidden at the end of the aisles: a black-gang nightclub that was burned to the ground. For two years, I watched my coworkers ‘disappear’ one by one. Even their names seemed to be erased, until Wang Tao grabbed my arm in the emergency exit, and a girl crawling with maggots in the Golden Ballroom pressed close to my ear and said, ‘Welcome to Brother Feng’s club. All the guests here... 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 155 My Dead Friend 死去的好友 “I inherited my childhood friend’s billion-dollar fortune, but then received a call from him in the middle of the night. Yang Zhiyi, the man I’d pushed off a cliff with my own hands, gripped my throat with dirt-covered hands and asked me, one word at a time, in the mirror: ‘Why are you scheming against even my ghost?’” A staged mountaineering accident, a ‘will’ pieced together from lines in short videos: I thought I’d gotten away with a perfect murder, until a pair of glasses mysteriously appear —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 156 A Midnight Invitation to the Yin-Yang Eyes 阴阳眼的午夜邀约 “I’ve seen with my own eyes a boy with yin-yang eyes, blessed by Guanyin, get torn at by a shadow in a cemetery. I’ve heard Teresa Teng’s songs drifting out of a bakery’s refrigerator. And in a restaurant attic, I once came across a bloodied face embedded in the floor. But the creepiest thing of all is the ‘little ghost’ in my son’s playroom, growing up on the ‘fragrance’ it smells.” Notes written during a late-night cemetery exploration, a wandering spirit in cloth shoes in the kitchen during a —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 157 The Strange Happenings on Little C’s Moments 小C的朋友圈诡事 “My social media feed hides the truth behind seven cases of the living encountering evil spirits: Reporter Xiao Chen’s right shoulder is covered in bruises marked with the bite prints of an infant spirit; a junior student is chased to her apartment by a split-headed zombie on Halloween; tenant Xiao Chang waves through the window to a boy with no eyes every night at ten... The creepiest thing is the severed-hand granny who suddenly reaches out in front of a meat grinder at the market at three in —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 158 The Watcher Beyond the Cat’s Eye 猫眼外的凝视者 “That night, at dawn, the ‘person’ outside my peephole stared into my eyes for a full three minutes, until I realized its pupils weren’t moving.” A late-night food delivery buzzer jolted me awake, but there was no one outside the door. It wasn’t until I crushed the eyeball stuck to the peephole that the news began reporting a series of dismemberment murders in this very building. Even more terrifying, when I approached the peephole with trembling hands to check, that bloodshot eye was still pres 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 159 Nobody Working the Night Shift at This Company Is Human 公司里上夜班的都不是人 “You are absolutely not allowed to linger after work.” That was the rule my boss personally gave me on my first day. But when I returned to the office late at night to pick up the engagement ring, the elevator showed an overload despite being empty, the printer started spitting out a death certificate bearing my name, and on my social feed, my girlfriend was smiling sweetly as she posted an engagement photo with my boss. Even more terrifying, I kicked a corpse on the fourth-floor stairwell. That —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 160 The Woman You Must Never Cross 最不能得罪的女人 Seven years ago, a yellow weasel slipped into my bed in the middle of the night and said it could help me get revenge. I agreed three times. Two bachelors hanged themselves in the village, the tongues of the village shaman’s entire family of four were torn out, and the son of the village chief, whose whole family of eight had been wiped out, went mad. It wasn’t until I got on the bus bound for the county town that I realized none of the passengers had feet. They were all dead people who had “sho —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 161 Terror on a Snowy Night 雪夜惊魂 I’ll never forget that winter night when a blizzard trapped me on the top floor of the seventh floor. The keycard unlocked Room 744 with a beep, and the smell of mold mingled with the cold, stinging my nostrils. The 340,000 yuan in my backpack weighed heavily on my shoulders. I snapped the three deadbolts shut behind me, only to hear a soft click from the aluminum window frame. Have you ever seen a figure hanging upside down outside a seventh-floor window? Its entire face was pressed against the —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 162 No One Escapes 谁也逃不掉 “That haunted building took four of my friends twenty years ago. Now it’s finally come for me.” Trembling, I stood in the bedroom of Li Lisha’s home, watching Wang Yuanyuan smile at me from outside the window. But she had hanged herself twenty years ago... Even more terrifying, I suddenly realized something: back then, the five of us went to the Lotus Haunted House together, and I was the only one who made it out alive... Now a rotting hand is squeezing my neck from behind, and I hear the whispe —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 163 What Happens If You Smoke While Mining? 在下矿时候抽烟会发生什么 Have you ever seen three hundred corpses tumbling in boiling water? I have. On my first night down the mine, I ran into an old miner whose whole body was ice-cold. He shared a cigarette with me, until I felt the bones at his severed wrist. As I ran for my life, the entire tunnel suddenly filled with stones draped in red cloth. A dead person sat atop every stone, their faces peeling away, and they were all pointing me down the same path. At the end, a huge pit held a pool of boiling water, bubbli —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 164 Sacrifice at the Haunted School Festival 诡校祭品 Please follow these rules: 1. Whether it is day or night, do not make eye contact with any teacher you see. If you accidentally do, don't worry. The first time, the teacher will let it slide. 2. The dormitory lights go out at ten. Once they do, do not speak. Go to bed quietly, close the doors and windows, and draw the curtains. There will be nothing outside. If there is, ignore it. 3. Someone will inspect the dorms at night. If you encounter them, close your eyes and pretend to be asleep. You mi —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 165 Peeping Is a Crime 偷窥有罪 On what seemed like a peaceful night, I, an ordinary shut-in, was unexpectedly swept into a vortex of terror unlike anything I had ever known. Every evening, through my telescope, I watched Li Weiwei, the yoga instructor who lived in the building opposite. It was a secret, thrilling pleasure. But then came that eerie night, and everything was turned upside down. Li Weiwei's graceful figure moved as usual among the pavilions in our residential compound, but the shadow of a woman in red had appear —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 166 Spirit Medium 跳大神 “I watched with my own eyes as an actor performing a spirit-summoning ritual fell to his death onstage. That night, the whole village blocked the guesthouse entrance, sickles in hand. The Qing dynasty ghost said, ‘The foreigners must die,’ but when Anton was unconscious with a high fever, the villagers knelt in the torrential rain and kowtowed to my leg bone.” The heavy rain washed open a mass grave beneath the wasteland, and skeletal hands clutching rusty rifles pierced the earth. The resentful 5Reads—Score—Shelves
- 167 The Haunted Inn 惊魂旅馆 An unexpected downpour drowned out the sounds of murder. Late at night, in a remote inn, a corpse lay sprawled across a bed, blood pouring from all seven orifices. The killer seemed to be hiding among the guests, none of whom trusted one another: a police officer, a writer, a psychiatrist, a celebrity, a fan, a college student... Every one of them had something to hide. After a second murder, the line between the dead and the living grew increasingly blurred. Everyone was a suspect, and everyone 2Reads—Score—Shelves
- 168 Studying Neutrinos at the Funeral Home 我在殡仪馆研究中微子 ❎ Not for the faint of heart! Five-star horror rating. I’m a college student. To ease the burden on my family, I decided to find a part-time job near campus. By chance, I spotted a faded advertisement on a utility pole nearby. The job was keeping night watch at a funeral home, and the pay was great, so I took it. On my first day, the manager told me three bizarre rules for the funeral home’s night shift: I’d be the only one working overnight; never open the door for strangers; and never get invo 16.7kReads7.2Score2.4kShelves
- 169 Escape from Hell's Apartment 逃离地狱公寓 [Pure Deduction and Escape]+ [Infinite Flow]+ [No Golden Finger]+ [Mild Horror]+ [Two Male Leads] No female lead, no items, no cheats, just pure adventure and survival. If that’s not your thing, please don’t read. Ever since Lu Chao accidentally stumbled into this apartment building, he has been on the run. Every so often, the residents have to go out to designated locations to complete missions. Their targets are all ghosts, and they can only survive by carefully following the rules of each mis 4.8kReads6.8Score521Shelves
- 170 Uh-Oh, I've Turned a Creepy Game into Reality 坏了，玩到真的诡异养成游戏了 Have you ever played a truly eerie creature-raising game? Have you ever had a heart-pounding life experience? “Red wedding dress, paper shoes for the dead, a ghost in the mirror...” Which of these ghosts would you choose to raise? When Wu Wen clicked the place button and saw the red-clad figure appear before him, only one thought remained in his mind. “Crap, I've actually started playing a real supernatural creature-raising game!” The game Ghost Encounter has been making games for twenty years. 3.7kReads8.6Score309Shelves
- 171 The Blood-Red Bun Shop 血色包子铺 The buns I sell have already sent two customers to their deaths. And yet my shop is still packed with customers. Just as the police run out of leads in the case, there is a third person who dies after eating one of my buns... 7Reads—Score—Shelves
- 172 Half Bad, Half Good 一半坏一半好 When dawn breaks, close your eyes. When night falls, open them. Each day brings a different revelation. The more you see, the less afraid you become, until you get used to it. When I thought I had arrived in hell, the next moment I was in heaven. Hell and heaven are hard to tell apart. Can you tell the difference? 17Reads—Score—Shelves
- 173 The Corpse Leaps Over the Wall 尸跳墙 I’ve been blind since childhood, so I work as a massage therapist for the blind. Then one day, I met a terrifying woman who said she could restore my sight. The price was... 140Reads7.8Score—Shelves
- 174 Horror Taboo: Returning the Soul Beneath the Coffin 恐怖禁忌，压棺回魂 The dead open their eyes, ghosts come to claim souls, the living borrow lifespans, and the dead press down on their coffins... One bizarre, uncanny experience after another keeps resurfacing in my mind like a nightmare. The strange tales in this book are mainly based on Yang Jian’s firsthand experiences... A warning: the actions in this book are for entertainment only. Do not imitate them! There are three kinds of people who read this book: thrill-seekers who aren’t easily scared... those who pu 997Reads6.2Score101Shelves
- 175 Carrying the Living and the Dead 载人也载鬼 After losing his job, the protagonist plans to buy a car and drive for a rideshare service. Instead, he ends up buying a Soul-Ring Car and helps a female ghost solve the mystery of her death. He then becomes a rideshare driver who transports ghosts. 11.3kReads8.4Score767Shelves
- 176 Transmigrated to the Tang Dynasty to Escape the Zombies, Only to Find I Brought Them 穿到大唐躲丧尸，丧尸竟是我带的 I transmigrated to the Tang dynasty to hide from zombies, only to discover that I was the one leading them. 3Reads—Score—Shelves
- 177 When the Funeral Dance Begins, the Living Must Flee 丧舞起，活人避 The Red Luan chapter of The Book of a Thousand Autumns, also known as Red Luan Ferry [Folk Professions + Southern Yunnan Mysticism + Paranormal Folklore + Strange Tales] I was supposed to die when I was six, but I joined a sect to prolong my life. A folk sect in southern Yunnan: warding off evil spirits and guiding the dead. There are countless rules and taboos in our line of work. “When the funeral dance begins, the living must stay away.” When the funeral dance is performed, the living must tu 207Reads—Score—Shelves
- 178 The Vanishing Her: Who Is My Girlfriend, Really? 消失的她：我的女友究竟是谁 I'm a corporate wage slave. I've noticed my girlfriend has been acting strangely lately. She often dances in front of the mirror in the middle of the night and makes all sorts of eerie expressions. Worried about her, I started investigating her in secret. I discovered that she has a twin sister with dissociative identity disorder. The hospital staff said her sister went missing a month ago. My girlfriend seems to have changed completely around the same time. Just as I sat at my computer, feeling —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 179 I’m Really Not Blind 我真的不是瞎子 As the old saying goes: Dogs can see things people can't. I'm not a dog, but I can see things normal people can't. 332Reads8.5Score113Shelves
- 180 A Dead Man Fathers a Child 死人生子 Zhang Ni was the prettiest girl for miles around. Yet even though she was old enough to marry, not a single matchmaker came to ask for her hand. Some said she willingly sneaked off into the fields with the village chief's son. Others said the village chief followed right behind his son as soon as he went in. Smack! A slap landed on Zhang Ni's rosy cheek. "I've nearly settled the bride price, and now you're telling me you don't want to marry him?" Marry whom? This was going to be the death of the —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 181 Horror Academy: Dormitory 404 恐怖学院：404凶舍 A sensational incident once occurred at the academy. It was later completely covered up. Five years later, the academy opened its doors again. 2kReads—Score182Shelves
- 182 Midnight Terror: The Strange Radio Broadcast 午夜惊魂之电波诡事 In the winter of 1998, Liu Siyang, a broadcasting college graduate, was assigned to Shengjing Radio. He took over a long-dormant late-night program, named it Midnight Frights, and set out to tell the insomniacs of this old industrial city some unusual stories over the midnight airwaves. He unearthed three bizarre cases from the radio station’s archives and old police files: the sweeping sounds that never ceased after the death of “Big Black Tooth,” the library’s caretaker; the green powder stuff 37Reads—Score—Shelves
- 183 A Feng Shui Master with a Bachelor's Degree, Class of 2000 00后本科风水师 [The rating has just come out and will rise later. Updates are steady, so you can read with confidence, friends!] [Small-town supernatural tales + true experiences + folk legends + ensemble cast + thrilling adventures] I'm Fang Kai, a feng shui practitioner with a bachelor's degree, born in the 2000s. I never dreamed that after graduating from college, I'd end up on the path of catching ghosts. Think ghost-catching is all about fighting and killing? Wrong. It's just as much about dealing with pe 5.1kReads8.6Score377Shelves
- 184 Fish Woman 鱼女 My father was a famous fisherman in the villages around us. Whenever he went out to sea, he always caught more fish than anyone else. He gutted countless live fish, scraped off their scales, and chopped off their heads. Then one day, he brought home a sea fish as tall as a person, and the entire village came to gawk. He turned down a merchant's offer to buy it, killed the fish himself, and put on a feast for the villagers, serving every part of it. The banquet lasted all night. The next day, the 56Reads—Score—Shelves
- 185 The Secret of Dad's Death 爸爸死亡的秘密 When I was seven, my dad died. An accident sent me back to the 24 hours before his death. I did everything I could to save him. But I never could have imagined it. This time, the one who killed my dad was... —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 186 The Real Lunatic and the Fake Patient 真疯子假病人 In my dream, I thought it was nothing more than a dream. But when I woke up, someone beside me was lying on the ground, clutching their arm and crying out in pain. Now, I've dreamed of the crime scene once again. 2Reads—Score—Shelves
- 187 Lover in a False World 虚假世界的爱人 My wife has been acting strangely lately. She keeps pestering me, saying she wants me to stay by her side forever. I can't help finding it a little funny. "Of course I'll stay by your side forever and ever, honey." But whenever she hears me say that, her body stiffens noticeably. Then she goes back to her room alone and locks the door. No matter how I try to coax her from outside, she refuses to open it. —Reads—Score—Shelves
- 188 Longevity Soup 长寿汤 When I was little, Liu Laoer’s family in the village made a living selling goat-horn powder. The powder came from the horns of female goats. Though those horns were short and slender, Liu Laoer would skin and butcher female goats alive right after they gave birth. Then he would cut off their horns and grind them into powder. He would add the powder to soup made with freshly slaughtered lamb. They said drinking it regularly could help you live a long life. 16Reads—Score—Shelves
- 189 The People Around Me and I Had the Same Dream 我和周围人做了一样的梦 I knew I was dreaming, but everything in the dream was strange. When I woke up, I discovered that my coworkers and I had all shared the same dream. It turned out to be a monster's trap. 2Reads—Score—Shelves
- 190 You Won’t Find This During the Day: One Ghost Story Every Day 白天刷不到：每天一个诡故事 I’m a horror writer who publishes online. I have no fame and no income, so I can only grab people’s attention by writing the most sinister, unsettling, and realistic stories. To make them feel “real,” I’m used to grounding my characters in details from the real world: real streets, real neighborhoods, real outfits, and real little gestures. I always thought a novel was just a novel. That is, until the serial killer I wrote stepped out of my story and found me in the real world. 897Reads—Score—Shelves
- 191 The True Story of a Haunted House Sleep Tester 我，一名凶宅试睡员的真实经历 If there were a job where you didn’t have to do anything, but could charge by the minute and make a fortune just by sleeping, would you be interested in trying it? There’s just one catch: you can’t be afraid of ghosts. If you’re curious about what kind of job this is, I’m a veteran in the field, and I’ll tell you about my own experiences… 3kReads8.3Score203Shelves
- 192 An Unremarkable Jumping Death Case 不起眼的跳楼案 My fiancé, who had been overseas for three years, called to tell me he was coming back the day after tomorrow. I went to meet him at the airport. On the way home, he proposed, and I said yes. But this morning, he disappeared again, because I had once more returned to the day he called me. I've already relived these three days seven times. 1Reads—Score—Shelves
- 193 The Life-Extending Money 借寿钱 After a friend dies in a bizarre car accident, could a hundred-yuan bill inscribed with “Borrow your years to buy my life” really be a deadly curse? At the funeral home, he uses “life-borrowing money” to buy an urn, only to be haunted by the dead man's mother in a strange way. A talisman hides a sinister plot, and three life-borrowing bills appear out of nowhere at midnight! A locked kitchen, boiling water, knives falling for no reason... Who is controlling this deadly game? 273Reads—Score—Shelves
- 194 I’m an Actor in a Horror World 我在恐怖世界当演员 [Infinite Loop + Death Games + Horror Worlds + Original Scenarios + No Female Lead] (The protagonist has limits he won’t cross + System (mostly useless) + Items + The protagonist isn’t superhuman) If you were asked to act in a real horror movie, would you be willing? Guan Long is one lucky guy: he was chosen to take part in one terrifying film after another. There’s the bizarre rest stop on the highway, another “floor” that suddenly appears on a rooftop, and eerie voices calling from elevators, 664Reads6.5Score—Shelves
- 195 I Was a Detective in the Republic of China 我在民国当侦探 [Republican-era investigations + Anthology stories + Male leads + Strong leads + Folk customs] Gao Ren has been having an awful run of luck lately. He accidentally offended a rich young master and nearly got thrown in jail! Luckily, while making his escape, he ran into a gullible little Taoist priest. The little priest wasn’t just good-looking, he was also willing to be Gao Ren’s money tree! He could perform rituals and solve baffling cold cases, too! Gao Ren stuck close to the little priest, se 242Reads8.9Score—Shelves
- 196 Give Me Back My Soul 把老子的魂魄还给我 My name is Lin Zhou, and I'm a security guard. After I lost my job, my childhood friend Erwa found me a high-paying security job at a hotel. I soon discovered that everything about the place was strange. There wasn't a soul around during the day, but at night it was bustling, sending chills down my spine. I tried desperately to escape the hotel, but no matter how far I ran, I couldn't get away... 114Reads6.5Score—Shelves
- 197 The House of Deadly Peril 死亡凶间 I work as a specialist crime-scene cleaner, tasked with cleaning up after murders, suicides, and accidental deaths. I’ve seen more than my share of partings and grief, as well as the other side of death. Then, on the Ghost Festival, I encountered something terrifying... 18.2kReads9.2Score1.8kShelves
- 198 The Horror Night-Duty Booth 恐怖值班亭 Back around the 2000s, I worked as a security guard at an apartment complex. The complex had a strange rule: [After midnight, do not leave the security booth.] It made no sense, but I always kept it in mind, until the day one of my coworkers died! That night, a woman in a skirt knocked on the security booth window… 30Reads—Score—Shelves
- 199 Nightcry Tower: Eleven Horror and Suspense Stories 夜哭楼：十一个恐怖悬疑故事 [Horror | Suspense | Mystery | Folklore | Short story collection] The green lamp, a ghost knocking at the door in the dead of night, the Golden Buddha, a female ghost... As everyone knows, what is truly terrifying isn't seeing a ghost, but the human heart! This collection brings together eleven horror and suspense stories by Han Shisan, originally published in well-known magazines across China. They'll send chills down your spine and turn even the fainthearted into brave souls! 602Reads9.3Score101Shelves
- 200 The Village of Terrifying Women 恐怖女人村 The women were so beautiful they were a feast for the eyes, yet they would not even let the men touch their hands. At first, I thought it was a feudal custom. As it turned out, it was part of a terrifying conspiracy. In this dark chapter of history, human nature erupted and was snuffed out again and again, without end. 422Reads8.5Score108Shelves
