Strange Tales of China

When I was young, people called me Ghost Eye. Not many people know that nickname anymore.

I'm getting old, and because of the masks, I don't feel like going out. With nothing better to do, I like to reminisce about my younger days.

Of all the instruments, the suona reigns supreme: it either sends you off to heaven or plays at your wedding.

Everyone gets to live a whole life, but once the suona sounds, the show is over.