The light inside the temple was somewhat dim.
The candle flickered a few times, making Jiang Qiao's shadow sway.
Only then.
Did Jiang Qiao realize that the old man had no shadow!
Legend had it.
Ghosts had no shadows.
But Jiang Qiao, who had encountered countless Evil Spirits, knew that this legend was not entirely accurate.
Most Evil Spirits would cast shadows as long as they had physical bodies.
The only exception was Weird Tales.
The Main Body of a Weird Tale existed in the gaps between worlds, while the Weird Tales in the real world were merely their projections.
Therefore.
Even Weird Tales that could be touched physically would still cast no shadows.
If a Weird Tale had a shadow.
Then that shadow was certainly being used to fulfill some kind of rule.
Therefore.
Unless it was a curse or some other supernatural phenomenon without a physical body, such as Evil Spirits that appeared as Spiritual Bodies, most of them would leave shadows behind.
But... this old man had no shadow?
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered.
However, he did not interrupt the old man. He continued listening quietly as the other man recounted the secrets of the inn.
"No one ever went to that world."
"So naturally, no one knew what happened afterward."
"The only information collected from the inn was that it had actually sheltered many living people!"
"But it was a Weird Tale."
The old man sounded somewhat emotional.
"Someone must have modified it somehow."
"However, I found no relevant information in those remnants of memory."
"I only know that those refugees who received its protection were taken into the inn as refugees. It seemed that some kind of war had broken out?"
"But using a Weird Tale as a Shelter Camp... clearly, this wasn't any ordinary