The Day I Died in the Shadow Puppet Show

A single word tells the story of eternity, and both hands wave millions of soldiers. In front of the curtain, there are clouds and fog, and behind the curtain, there are thousands of threads. After being away from his hometown, when Chen Xiasheng returned again, everything had changed. The only thing that remained unchanged was the shadow puppet show next to the oil lamp under the dead tree. Unexpectedly, the theatergoer finally became the actor in the play. He suddenly came to the world of shadow puppets and became a character in thousands of shadow puppet plays. If he wanted to escape from the play, he could only act out the story to the end. Suddenly, it was like a building collapsing, the Legend of White Snake, Journey to the West... Every shadow puppet story turned into something he could not imagine. In this world, in addition to him, there are people in real life, and everyone plays their role in the play. However, in the midst of this, Chen Xiasheng discovered many absurd and strange things. What's even more frightening is that these things seem to be related to real tragedies. At this moment, he realized that what was controlling them behind the scenes was a much larger force that could not be directly seen...