Novels like Night Talks in the Wine City: The Yin-Yang Person
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- 1 I'm Broke, Why Should I Be Afraid of Ghosts? 我穷鬼，岂会怕鬼？ [Goofy] [Funny] [Irreverent] [Mystery] [Supernatural] [Hop in] [No System] [A fish that slipped through nine years of compulsory education] Wang Ling landed a job paying 18,000 yuan a month as a security guard at a private hospital. On his first day, he was left completely stunned! Each floor of the hospital's inpatient wing had a special passage enshrining one of the underworld's yin deities. The morgue even had butcher's knives inexplicably lying around. Wang Ling put up with all of that. Then 3Reads—Score—14d adds
- 2 You Want Me to Catch Ghosts? 你让我去抓鬼？ My name is Lin Fan. I'm twenty-two, and I graduated with a college diploma in marketing. While other graduates had job offers in hand and were charging ahead, I graduated straight into a pit of misery. I was two months behind on rent, my pockets were emptier than my face was clean, and my only possession was a beat-up electric scooter that clanked at the slightest touch and looked ready to fall apart at any moment. Five yuan per delivery. I raced around in the wind and sun, but I couldn't plug t 41Reads—Score21514d adds
- 3 The Underworld's Sales Rep 地府带货人 He was born under a twin-virgin curse, destined to be widowed, lonely, and die young. But an unexpected visitor set him on a road of no return… 56Reads6.2Score—14d adds
- 4 The Tomb-Keeper's Shaman Boy 守陵巫童 My name is Shen Yan, the lowliest tomb-guarding shaman boy on Mount Cangwu. A vengeful spirit in white bit my neck, leaving behind a black, snake-shaped mark. She said I had forty-nine days left to live. I thought that was as bad as things could get. Until my fellow disciples sold me out, and the tomb warden sealed off the mountain to hunt me down. Until the remnant soul of a Martial Emperor, who had slept beneath the earth for a thousand years, began coveting my cinnabar-bloodline body. One w 2Reads—Score—14d adds
- 5 The Temple That Eats People 吃人的庙 The Man-Eating Temple 1Reads—Score—14d adds
- 6 Supernatural: Devouring Red Flesh 灵异【啖红肉】 My name is Xiang Sanpi. I was born in a village where people eat people. When I was eight, my father killed our entire family. After that, I studied Taoist arts of yin and yang under my master, specializing in strange and supernatural cases… Note: Believe in science. No feudal superstition. 17Reads6.9Score—14d adds
- 7 Notes from a Folklore Archaeology Team 民俗考古队手记 The true experiences of Lin Ye, a 24-year-old graduate student in folklore. I went to the countryside with my advisor to survey funeral customs. On my first day in the village, I saw five words carved into the stone tablet at the entrance: “Do not enter the village at dusk.” The village elders taught me: If someone calls your name at night, don’t answer. A funeral basin must be smashed in one blow. When you leave the village, don’t look back. I wrote down each rule in my notebook, treating it as 15Reads—Score—14d adds
- 8 Wayfarer Between Yin and Yang 阴阳行者 The ultimate truths of heaven and earth are two: death and parting, and the way between yin and yang. I protect the living in the world of light, driving out evil and subduing demons until every specter is vanquished. I guide the dead across the Yellow Springs, and set foot upon the Bridge of Helplessness without hesitation. A traveler between the realms of yin and yang, I bear the balance of life and death on my shoulders. Have you ever seen an old sheep knock at your door, or a paper figure sp 268Reads5.6Score—14d adds
- 9 I’m Going to Lure 100 Lost Souls 我要勾满100个亡魂 Sequel to I Guide Souls at Wangxiang Terrace Lin Jiaojiao, 24, an overworked office worker, suddenly dies on the Nth night in a row of staying up all night revising proposals. When she opens her eyes again, she has already completed every step of the underworld’s procedures. But just as she reaches Wangxiang Terrace, the guide Zhou Yi stops her. “Your attachment remains unresolved. You can’t be reincarnated.” Judge Li Muzi offers her a way forward: work as a soul reaper under him, and she can be 11.2kReads—Score4k14d adds
- 10 City Supernatural Shelter: I Balance the Books and Vanquish Ghosts Across the Land 都市收容所：我靠查账平了天下鬼 On the third day after passing the civil service exam and starting my new job, I finally learned that my department was a containment facility specializing in urban anomalies. The section chief slapped a stack of old case files onto my desk. "Xiao Shen, settle the mess this building left behind thirty years ago." I opened the first page. It read: "The last person who investigated these accounts is buried behind the hill." 7Reads6.4Score18514d adds
- 11 Yin-Yang Headhunter: I Find Jobs for Ghosts, and They Ask Me Out 阴阳猎头：我给诡找工作，诡问我处不处对象 On the day he was laid off, Jiang Ye received a death notice: in thirty days, someone would throw him off a rooftop. To stay alive, he was forced to take a job at Yin-Yang Headhunting Co., Ltd., a company that specializes in finding jobs for ghosts. Every time he finds a job for a ghost, he unlocks part of the truth behind his own death. Every time he fails, another corpse spot appears on his body. Once they cover him from head to toe, the company will devour his soul. Every high-level order com 2.4kReads8.4Score36714d adds
- 12 Strange Tales of the Northeast 东北鬼事异闻 A collection of strange tales about ghosts and supernatural happenings in Northeast China. Some are hearsay, while others are terrifying paranormal events that happened right before the storyteller's eyes. A weasel spirit gaining human form, a fox stealing an elixir, a corpse crushed beneath a millstone... 1.9kReads—Score10614d adds
- 13 An Unmarked Lonely Grave 无名孤坟 My grandfather buried my mother by our front door. Every night after that, a woman would stand outside our house... 1.2kReads8.8Score10114d adds
- 14 Terrifying Folklore: It Begins with the Weasel Spirit 恐怖民俗：从黄皮子开始 The day I was born, I bore the burden of the Five Ghosts, and my soul was bound. I was destined to die, but my grandfather used an evil folk ritual to borrow a life for me. When I was twelve, weasels surrounded the village. They told me the life I'd borrowed had to be repaid... 102Reads9.0Score—14d adds
- 15 The Thirteenth Eye 第十三只眼 As a kid, I was a mischievous little brat, and I once caused a whole lot of trouble. As a result, I hit the jackpot and ended up with three shadows. One black, one red, and one blue. I bragged about them plenty, even though I was the only one who could see them. One night, the red shadow slipped away from beneath my feet and sprinted into the darkness... I panicked and chased after it! If you run off, what am I supposed to brag about? You've been with me this long. The least you could do is say 36Reads8.8Score—14d adds
- 16 My Days Working at a Funeral Home 我在殡仪馆工作的那些事儿 My name is Ling Yu. I work at a funeral home with Big Fatty. One day, a beautiful corpse wearing Chanel arrived at the funeral home. I stole the Chanel outfit and gave it to my girlfriend. Then a string of sinister things began to happen... Deaths kept piling up, closing in on Big Fatty and me step by step. How can we escape Death's pursuit? 2kReads5.9Score10614d adds
- 17 Never Go to the Old House 千万不要去古宅 Na Ling and Bao Datong were looking for a thrill, so they drove around robbing old houses. One day, they came across a photo of Fengmen Village online and went there to steal a Grand Tutor's chair. They sold it to Li Wei, a chamber of commerce boss, but because the chair was haunted, he resold it to the speculator Meng Guozhao. During the handoff, Na Ling secretly kept the jade marrow hidden inside the chair. After leaving Fengmen Village, Na Ling traveled to Anhui, where he stumbled upon the an 8.1kReads8.6Score23514d adds
- 18 Murder Born of Deep Love 深爱式谋杀 My husband and I were first loves. Though we had our share of little arguments, our relationship was always good. But I never imagined that, by chance, I’d discover on my husband’s WeChat that he was not only cheating on me, but also planning to kill me... What’s more, he drugged me until I began to think I was losing my mind. By the time I realized what was happening, I had already become a madwoman in everyone else’s eyes. To uncover the evidence and motive behind his attempts to harm me, we s 46Reads9.2Score—14d adds
- 19 Someone New Appeared in the Footage 录像里多出一个人 The test shoot’s discarded footage was four seconds longer. Everyone in the frame held the same poses they had at the end of filming. No one moved. I counted three times. There were six people every time. But only five people had been there that day. On the hard drive my mother left behind, there was an empty folder with a four-character name: Do Not Fast-Forward. In the recycle bin was a deleted video, four minutes and twenty-five seconds long, which couldn’t be recovered. Our production crew w 3Reads—Score—14d adds
- 20 I Work as a Mortuary Makeup Artist 我在殡仪馆做化妆师 I used to be a stylist on film and television sets. After reality put me through the wringer, I stumbled into a job as a mortuary makeup artist. Every day, I face all kinds of bizarre corpses, and they have shown me another world... 717Reads8.2Score10014d adds
- 21 The Nine Dragons Send Off the Dead 九龙送葬 On the day of my grandfather’s funeral, nine dragons led the procession, and ten thousand ghosts wept in unison... 1kReads8.8Score14614d adds
- 22 Northeastern Folk Taboos 东北民间禁忌 The black soil of the Northeast holds too many stories, and hides too many rules. If you hear someone call your name in the middle of the night, never look back. On New Year’s Eve, if a dumpling wrapper breaks, it’s for the “good brothers” to eat. If you meet a woman in red while walking at night, remember to pull your hat down low... These taboos passed down by the older generation are superstition if you don’t believe in them. But if you break them, they become a ghostly gateway that leads str 1.6kReads—Score10314d adds
- 23 Edict: After the Hour of the Dog 敕令：戌时之后 A folk-horror tale: one official dispatch has been held up for three years. The speaker is Shen Yan, a registrar in Bianzhou. The dispatch was held up three months ago, and nobody dared take it on. Of the two who did, one grew a black ring around the back of his neck, while the other lost an eyelid. Three lines were written on the dispatch: Wherever it passes, there will be no rain for three years. After the hour of the Dog, do not enter any place with a threshold. There are only three rules: fi 83Reads—Score44214d adds
- 24 Beasts Trapped in a Small Space 方寸困兽 A star basketball player vanishes in midair as he leaps for a dunk. A spatial distortion, or a supernatural force? Yuyang, a history student, accidentally forms a symbiotic bond with Huaiyan, a thousand-year-old evil spirit known as the “Wall Monk.” He becomes a “demon beacon,” a target coveted by all sides. When a mysterious organization sets its sights on his roommate, Yuyang is forced into a vast conspiracy revolving around ancient feng shui arts. Facing the mastermind who manipulates fate, Y 1Reads—Score—14d adds
- 25 A Taoist Priest in the Mortal World 阳间道士 I was an ordinary person, never knowing that a hundred-yuan bill on the ground would completely change my life. 785Reads8.2Score10114d adds
- 26 The Yin-Walking Incense Master 走阴女香师 Ever since I can remember, there has been a paper doll on my bed every night. With straight bangs and a bob, a pale face with rosy cheeks, a round face and almond-shaped eyes, it was clearly made to look just like me. As I slowly grew up, the paper doll “grew up” too… 316Reads9.0Score10514d adds
- 27 Notebook No. 9 第九号笔记本 An unsigned letter leads Lu Jing, a special police instructor, to a deserted village that has been erased from the map. At the bottom of a well, he finds records of Japanese military experiments from 1939. That same night, he encounters something that should not exist: mutated people who move sluggishly and have black blood. He escapes by sheer luck, but an undying black pattern remains on his left arm. The hexagonal particles in his blood sample match the investigation notes of Li Zhiwei's late 5Reads—Score—14d adds
- 28 The Incense of the Underworld 走阴香 [Spirit Medium + Supernatural] The year I turned ten, my grandmother passed away. Not long after, I came down with a strange illness. Days of injections and medicine did no good, and every night I became unusually alert, often babbling incoherently. After five days of continuous fever, my parents had no choice but to take me to the countryside to see a woman they called Auntie, who they said could treat me. Here, “Auntie” didn’t mean a relative on my father’s side. It was the respectful title we 989Reads9.1Score16914d adds
- 29 Folk Taboos and Strange Tales 民间禁忌怪谈 Ever since I was a kid, I thought my grandpa was strange. Whenever he had nothing to do, he liked to wander deep into the old forest. Then one day, he brought a little girl back from the woods, and I discovered the secret he was hiding. From then on, I tried to get away, but only became more deeply entangled... 667Reads8.3Score10014d adds
- 30 The Daoist's Notebook 道门笔记 On a rainy night in Suzhou, a night watchman comes across a barefoot, waterlogged corpse. Its face is blue, its fangs bared, and beneath the black chrysanthemum mark between its brows, something writhes under the flesh, making the skin bulge in terrifying waves. The Thunder Talisman from Longhu Mountain has barely warmed in his hands when the corpse vanishes, leaving only a sickly-sweet black mist curling around an old Daoist at the street corner. Hong Ying, a Miao woman, watches her golden sil 14Reads8.8Score—14d adds
- 31 Blood Wedding 血嫁 Ever since I received a strange hundred-yuan bill, every wedding I attend ends in bloodshed. The grooms have their throats slit, their blood splattering across the brides’ white gowns. Ten couples have died for no apparent reason, and I’m the only one who has seen the killer: the Grim Reaper, holding a scythe... A cold and aloof fiancé appears out of nowhere. A mysterious exorcist hides in a coffee shop. Strange supernatural incidents pull me into a terrifying, thrilling spiral. At last, the da 951Reads8.6Score11814d adds
- 32 Strange Tales from Republican-Era Sanjiang 民国三江诡事集 Whenever Eunuch Li from the teahouse downstairs told stories about the many strange and uncanny things he had encountered in his youth, a crowd would always gather around him. Whenever I was bored as a child, I would run over to listen. A corpse that had been dead for days was pulled from the Yangtze River, yet bled when its relatives came to see it. The owner of Second Brother’s restaurant had a brother who was a sworn brother of the underworld. One night, he followed the gang’s leader to an ab 110Reads—Score—14d adds
- 33 Old Tales of Jiangyang: The Evil Dragon of Sanjiang 江阳旧事之三江孽龙 Luzhou, in central Sichuan, was known in ancient times as Jiangyang Commandery and is also called the City of Liquor. The Yangtze, Tuo, and Chishui rivers surround the city, which also borders Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan, making it an important transportation hub for the three provinces since ancient times. The constant streams of mule caravans within the city, cargo boats on the rivers, and merchants lining the streets, along with the local brotherhood halls where sworn brothers trained with f 63Reads—Score—14d adds
- 34 My Years in the Funeral Business 我干殡葬的那些年 People light candles, ghosts blow out the lamps. The dead return at midnight, corpses rise in funeral halls, and ancient relics lie buried for thousands of years. In my years working in the funeral business, I’ve encountered plenty of strange and uncanny things. The living walk the roads of the living world, and the dead walk the roads of the underworld. But sometimes, not everyone on the underworld’s roads is a ghost, and not everyone on the living world’s roads is human… 50.4kReads9.2Score5k14d adds
- 35 12:17 A.M., Please Confirm Your Name 零点十七分，请确认你的姓名 In Qiheng City, people don’t simply disappear. First, the city erases their names, then convinces everyone they never existed. At 12:17 a.m., a fire alarm suddenly went off in a residential building in Qiheng City that had only sixteen floors: “Someone is trapped on the seventeenth floor.” Zhou Jiming, an engineer who inspected fire safety systems, checked the building plans, stairwell height, elevator programming, and exterior facade. Every piece of evidence proved that the seventeenth floor di 17Reads—Score17014d adds
- 36 The Fragrance of Corpses for Ten Miles 十里尸香 Most people receive gifts that are heartwarming or romantic. Even if they aren't a surprise, they're at least well-intentioned. But the gift I received when I turned twenty was a very real shock, and a curse. 1.9kReads8.2Score16114d adds
- 37 The Mountain Keeper 守山人 My family has been guarding the mountain for generations. Every generation, someone meets an untimely end at the age of forty. The curse was broken in my grandfather's generation, but it came at a great cost. A soul dwells in each mountain, and one person holds each mountain at bay. 4.2kReads8.7Score46714d adds
- 38 The Republic-Era Book of Mysteries 民国诡秘录 Sometimes, the one who takes your life isn’t a person at all, but an evil spirit or demon. And the one controlling those spirits from behind the scenes might well be human... In the chaotic Republican era, foreign powers encircled the nation, eager to invade China, while warlords fought among themselves at home, leaving the land in ruins. On the other side of the jianghu, evil spirits rose everywhere and ghosts ran rampant, while mysterious foreign religions invaded as well. After waking from a 773Reads—Score10514d adds
- 39 A Collection of Terrifying Tales 恐怖惊魂故事录 [Traditional supernatural tales] [Strange happenings late at night] [Whispers of the uncanny in your ear] [Based on true events] [Urban horror] [Thrilling and chilling] One ghost story for every chapter, all set in the dead of night. Come and read... 607Reads—Score—14d adds
- 40 Prague’s Bloody Countdown 布拉格的血色倒计时 A Bloody Countdown in Prague —Reads—Score—14d adds
- 41 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 5kReads8.6Score37314d adds
- 42 Suppressing Yin and Yang 镇阴阳 [Supernatural The Underworld Comedy No female lead Not human] I used to think I was just an ordinary person. But on the day I was born, Yama sent a child into the world, ten thousand ghosts entered my body, and every ghost within a hundred miles hid in fear. The Underworld’s gods of the dead avoided me like the plague. In this life, I shall command yin and yang and tread the cycle of reincarnation. I only hope this song of sorrow ends in splendor… 3.9kReads9.0Score35914d adds
- 43 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. 412Reads8.5Score10714d adds
- 44 The Coffin Walks at Night 灵棺夜行 I was carrying a coffin up the mountain for a burial when they stuffed me inside and buried me alive. Then, in a single night, all three hundred or so people in the village vanished. Only at night was the place alive with voices. I crawled out of the coffin, only to discover... 5.7kReads8.2Score37314d adds
- 45 I Just Want to Be a Slacker, but They Keep Making Me Play Horror Games 我只想当咸鱼，偏偏要我玩惊悚 All I Want Is to Be a Couch Potato, but They Keep Making Me Play Horror Games 35Reads—Score—14d adds
- 46 The Missing Body 丢失的身体 Two empty bottles of sleeping pills lay before the grave, and two kidneys lay before his son's grave. With a smile on his face, he leaned against his son's gravestone and slowly closed his eyes. —Reads—Score—14d adds
- 47 Midnight Strangulation Marks on a Severed Hand 断手的午夜掐痕 That night on duty, my junior grabbed my sleeve, his voice trembling. “Senior, the patient who lost a hand in a drunk-driving accident half a year ago… he's dead.” A chill ran down the back of my neck as the memories came flooding back. Two accident victims had been brought to the hospital that day, and both had lost their right hands. Yet only one of them survived. Later, the survivor woke in the middle of the night with red marks where his own hand had choked him. His family sought help from e 2Reads—Score—14d adds
- 48 My Best Friend Disappeared While Picking Up Takeout, and Everyone Says She Never Existed 闺蜜取个外卖就失踪，所有人都说她并不存在 My best friend went out to pick up a delivery and never came back. She vanished from my life completely. Nobody remembered her. They all thought I was mentally ill. The truth was, we had been split across two different timelines. 1Reads—Score—14d adds
- 49 Deadly Delivery 致命快递 I received a package from an unfamiliar sender. A note inside said I could scan a code to claim a huge cash bonus. But when I scanned it, my phone opened a livestream instead. Even stranger, my face appeared right in the middle of the screen. The comments were flying by: "This girl looks pretty good. What a shame to kill her." "Tsk, tsk, what a beauty. I recommend having some fun with her before killing her." Just then, I suddenly heard someone knocking behind me. "Hello, delivery!" 8Reads—Score—14d adds
- 50 The Corpse Stitcher 缝尸匠 My family makes its living dealing with the dead, and my father is a renowned corpse seamster in the surrounding area. His skills are superb. No matter how mangled a corpse is, he can restore it to look as good as new. Whenever someone died in an accident and their body was disfigured, wealthy families from hundreds of miles around would ask my father to stitch it back together. But as far as I knew, my father used to be a butcher. He was skilled at dressing pigs, but I had never heard that he w 11Reads—Score—14d adds
