Records of Mysterious Folk Facts: Dust-Covered Rural Taboos

The old locust trees twist into ghostly shadows in the wind at midnight, bloody paper money suddenly appears from the incense burner in the ruined temple, and the salesman walking at night never walks out of the mist-shrouded black wind vent... The strange stories of the countryside that you thought had long been lost in time are actually hidden in the silence of the old man who hesitates to speak. There are no ghosts fabricated out of thin air, there are only human hearts that are harder to fathom than ghosts, and folk secrets stained with mud and blood that have been ignored by official history. When you open this book late at night, you may suddenly understand: When you were a child, it was never nonsense that your grandma would not let you comb your hair in the middle of the night or pick up the red string on the roadside. Hush, keep your voice down when you turn the pages, don't disturb the things in the story that haven't left yet. . . .