Wandering Daoist in a World of the Uncanny [Xianxia Folk Horror]

In Great Peace Village, no one gets sick, and the old live past a hundred.在大和平村，没有人会生病，老人们都能活过百岁。在大和平村，没有人会生病，老人们都能活过百岁。 Every few autumns, a white flower blooms on someone's door. The chosen one walks up the North Mountain in red, smiling, and never comes back.每隔几个秋天，就会有人家门口开一朵白花。被选中的人身着红衣，微笑着登上北山，从此再也不会回来。每隔几个秋天，就会有人家门口开一朵白花。被选中的人身着红衣，微笑着登上北山，从此再也不会回来。 At thirteen, Lu Chen opens his door and sees where they go.十三岁时，陆辰推开家门，看清了他们去往何方。 Now he carries a wandering Daoist's basket into the wilds, where the Uncanny hunt. Grinding bone. Mending wards. Keeping watch. Learning the rules.如今，他背着一位云游道人的行囊，踏入荒野，那里有诡异之物出没。研磨骨粉，修补法阵，守夜巡更，学习种种规矩。 If something calls your name at night, don't answer.On a mountain path, don't look back.Never save what you can't name. In this world, the deeper you cultivate, the less human you become. There are only two ways to grow stronger. Hold the line, and walk slowly. Or start eating.