The Gray Ghost

Small Mountain Village.

On either side of the bonfire, everyone sat together, listening to Second Uncle tell stories from the old days.

"You young folks... you don't know, but the village was peaceful these past few years. In the past, ghosts used to haunt the village all the time..."

"When the gray fog came, gray ghosts crawled out of it... It was downright terrifying. Burning yellow paper, preparing peachwood nails, and so on—all of it was to deal with the gray ghosts."

At that, Wu Dade and the others were all a little stunned.

Second Uncle had occasionally mentioned the gray fog before, but they hadn't paid it much attention.

Now, hearing those four words again, they couldn't help feeling a chill.

Could the gray fog Second Uncle spoke of be the mysterious gray fog??

And the gray ghosts... could they be gray fog creatures?

"Second Uncle, did those gray ghosts look like rocks?"

Jiang Li couldn't help asking.

Second Uncle shook his head and said:

"No, the gray ghosts... weren't rocks."

They weren't rocks? So that meant they weren't gray fog creatures?

Everyone was puzzled.

Only the big black dog, who had been licking the liquor from his dog bowl, raised his eyes. A flicker of fear passed through his gaze.

"Was the village... discovered once before?"

He muttered!

Second Uncle paused, then continued:

"The gray ghosts weren't rocks. They were people who had changed... People who stayed in the gray fog for too long turned into gray ghosts who came to claim lives."

"Some gray ghosts... wanted money, and some wanted lives. For the ones who wanted money, burning a little yellow paper would do. For the ones who wanted lives... you could only fight them off with peachwood nails."

"It's only been these past few years that