It happened over the past two days.
Xiao Fang Town was suddenly rife with rumors. People said some evil thing was causing trouble outside town. One resident had gone out and seen a neighbor who had been dead for many years squatting by the roadside, gnawing on an arm.
Someone else had discovered several rotting corpses outside town, ten li away at the Land Temple, all with their hearts dug out.
The entire town was gripped by panic.
As a result, far fewer merchants traveling to and from the area came through.
The inn also became deathly quiet.
"Waiter."
"Tell me, what exactly is going on? How did rumors of Vicious Ghosts suddenly start spreading out of nowhere?" a merchant stranded in town asked with a gloomy look.
He really didn't dare leave.
Yesterday, he had just left town. It was broad daylight, yet he had run into ghosts.
He had seen a group of rotting corpses.
They had formed a line.
One after another, they had jumped into a pond.
Damn it!
He and his companion had been scared witless on the spot. How could they have dared continue onward? They could only return and see whether they could team up with other merchants, or wait until things blew over before heading back.
"Who says otherwise?"
The waiter had nothing to do either, so he simply sat down beside the merchant and started chatting:
"Don't even mention it."
"I've lived in Xiao Fang Town for many years. I've heard plenty of Ghost Stories, but I've never actually experienced anything myself."
"Wasn't it raining the night before last?"
"After I finished my shift."
"I was on my way home when I heard a clattering sound. I looked up and—would you believe it? I saw a pair of legs running across