Seeing this, Ning Dong seemed to want to say something... but after thinking it over, she decided against it and seriously began doing what should have been a maidservant's job.
As Fu Hua ate the grapes Ning Dong had peeled for her, she listened to her recount everything about Bai Yunhan, gaining a rougher understanding of the situation.
From what Ning Dong had accidentally witnessed, Bai Yunhan... seemed like a Painted Skin Ghost.
There were several kinds of Painted Skin Ghosts. The more common kind referred to monsters similar to Japan's Kottou-onna... they could also be called White Bone Demons. Or rather, Japan's Kottou-onna might have evolved from the Painted Skin Ghost and White Bone Demon.
In life, they were geishas who had been humiliated, bullied, and ravaged. After dying in resentment, they became vicious ghosts who claimed lives. Because nothing remained but a pile of bones, they could only disguise themselves in human skin.
Of course, there were many other versions of Painted Skin Ghosts as well—fox spirits, yaksha ghosts... as long as they wore human skin and harmed people, they were Painted Skin Ghosts.
"That is all I know. Young Master, do you have a way to deal with that evil ghost?"
Ning Dong told Fu Hua everything she knew, then stared at the Young Master before her with anticipation, fear, and longing in her eyes.
"I wished to seek why floating clouds rise and vanish, yet without fate, I saw the one from my dreams. Rest assured, I have my own way of dealing with her."
"That is good!"
Seeing that Fu Hua did not seem concerned in the slightest, Ning Dong was affected by her calmness... and relaxed.
"It is boring to keep waiting like this. How about you take me to Bai Yunhan's room