The Vicious Ghost stood at the mouth of the alley, waving as she smiled at Jiang Qiao.
She wore a light blue student uniform, with two braided pigtails hanging over her chest. She looked like a young girl in her early twenties.
If an ordinary person saw her,
they would probably mistake her for a female student returning home at night.
But Jiang Qiao knew what she was.
This thing was terrifying.
She was suspected to be a strange tale!
What was a strange tale? Below the sixth tier, encountering a strange tale's rules meant certain death.
Above the sixth tier,
there was only the option of running away.
To truly fight a strange tale, one needed the strength of the eighth tier!
"Streamer."
"We meet again."
The Vicious Ghost's voice was crisp and pleasant, carrying a hint of mischief, as though she were greeting an old friend. She tilted her head at Jiang Qiao, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
"You were quite weak the last time we met."
"And it hasn't even been that long, yet you've become so much stronger."
"That's really surprising."
Jiang Qiao looked at her and smiled. "You haven't changed much either. Still as impossible to shake off as ever."
"Oh, and you shouldn't say it's surprising."
"You should say it's surprising for a ghost."
"'Impossible to shake off' isn't a good choice of words." The Vicious Ghost wrinkled her nose, putting on a displeased expression. "I'm just waiting for someone here."
"Besides, even though I'm a ghost, I'm still learning how to be human."
"Heh."
Jiang Qiao laughed.
"Being human is good. You should be human. Don't learn from those people who refuse to act like people."
"So who are you waiting for?"
"Someone who can take me away from here."
Jiang Qiao narrowed