Dear Mountain Dwellers and Fellow Disciples, A strange mystery solved, and one less thing to worry about. A ro…
Dear Mountain Dwellers and Fellow Disciples,
A strange mystery solved, and one less thing to worry about.
A rooster crowing at midnight? Thunder pealing from a cloudless sky? I'll bring you the front-line report on the Mohist Hill's strangest mysteries!
A certain senior sister: "...Crying... laughing... how strange..."
An erudite mountain dweller: "A Water Ghoul! It must be a Water Ghoul! One moment it's splashing, the next it's roaring, then it's mimicking human speech... It's clearly a Water Ghoul turned spirit!"
An agitated disciple: "Bureau of Relief, right? Hurry up and seize whoever's playing ghost! My mother's been insisting the old head of the Harmony Troupe called her for rehearsal. That troupe disbanded years ago! Surely the old man's ghost hasn't returned!"
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Is it a spectral haunting, or a man-made mischief? We advise all to travel in groups at night and avoid the bookstore near Fallowfields Refuge unless necessary.
Should you have any clues, report to the Bureau of Relief at once.