"Calm down... Calm down..."
Old Jin secretly warned himself that he absolutely had to stay calm and not let the Vicious Ghost notice that he was afraid.
He had heard his son talk about it.
Some Vicious Ghosts were very strange and liked to play role-playing games.
At times like this, you had to play along with the Vicious Ghost and do anything that fit the identity it had assigned you. For example, if the Vicious Ghost was pretending to be a teacher and had mistaken you for a student,
then you had to play the role of a student well.
Although he did not know why ghosts did this, it was best to act according to the persona it had given you. Otherwise, if you made too many mistakes, you would be killed on the spot.
"I... I'm feeling a little stuffy. I want to go outside for a walk."
Old Jin rubbed the skin on his face and spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice.
"It isn't even daylight yet. It's not safe to go out for a walk. I heard there's been a haunting in the city lately. It's terrifying. If you go out in the dark and happen to run into something, what will you do?"
As she spoke, his wife patted her chest, looking somewhat frightened.
What the hell!
She was really getting into character?
A Vicious Ghost was saying that there was a haunting outside. Damn it, hadn't I just run into you, this Big Head Ghost?!
Old Jin cursed inwardly.
Still, after having a conversation, his fear lessened a little.
People naturally liked things they could communicate with.
What they feared most was a scholar meeting a soldier—when neither side bothered to talk and they immediately started fighting. Even if you had a point,