A Collection of Strange Things About the Republic of China

Dark and dead. The dim candle suddenly lit up, lighting up the dark room. Diseases from heaven bring disasters to the world year after year. By the dim candlelight, the old historian with gray hair on his temples lifted his wolf hair and wrote neat small regular script on the silk book in front of him. "Every year there is hunger, and people eat each other, which is a disease that causes suffering from heaven." Every time there was an ink word on the silk book, the old historian's face became a little paler. Just after the words "Heaven's disease" came out, the old historian's face suddenly changed, his mouth was chattering, and his face turned purple. His pale hands were painfully tearing at his neck, as if his throat was being strangled by invisible hands. As the candle shadow swayed, an extremely strange and strange murmur that did not sound like a human voice came from the belly of the old historian: "He... Is... Coming..." On the silk book, the ink characters seemed to suddenly have souls, twisting crazily. There was a tearing sound, and the old historian's body fell weakly on the desk. Blood spurted out from his neck, and his own throat was actually torn to pieces. The blood flowing on the desk dyed the silk book red. In the red, the ink characters are still distorted, and the words between the lines are completely different from what the old historian said: God is kind, blessing the world year after year. Everyone is happy to have a prosperous year and call on God for mercy. The remaining candles burned out, and there was endless silence again. …