Night Talk and Ghost Stories

My name is Zhang Zhong, and I have inadvertently inherited the "Night Talk of Ghost Stories" passed down from my ancestors. This is not an ordinary note, but a "karma developing device" - as long as you truthfully record the weird things you see with your own eyes, the words will turn into flowing images and even change reality. But I soon discovered that the cost was far more than just consuming Yangshou. Every time I record a case, I have to bear the karma of the person involved; every time I uncover a truth, I get one step closer to the abyss. What's even more frightening is that this notebook seems to have its own will, and it secretly guides me to strange places: the life-threatening pen fairy in the office building, the locust forest like a mass grave in the deserted village, the online car-hailing service that takes orders late at night but can never reach the destination... When I traced the clues to my grandfather's disappearance and stepped into the giant ghost realm called "Shengxian Village", I was shocked to realize that all of this was an elaborate plan spanning a hundred years. On a certain page of my notes, a portrait of myself suddenly appeared - wearing a shroud, eyes closed. Am I the recorder or the person being recorded? In this book, there is no omnipotent magic weapon and no invincible heavenly master. There is only one iron rule: there is God at the top of your head, and you will always succeed if you are not afraid of cause and effect.