A Miscellany of Folk Ghost Tales

(Not a power fantasy, no System, no harem, no invincible hero, no golden finger, no formulaic tropes, no brainless decisions)

Readers who can't handle tragic stories, beware.

My name is Chen Qing. When I was ten, I met an old Taoist priest who told me I was destined to be a “solitary star, cursed by heaven.”

After my family suffered a drastic upheaval, the old Taoist took me in and made me his personal disciple. From then on, I became a wandering folk practitioner who traveled between the worlds of yin and yang.

Over the years, as I studied my craft and went about my work, I experienced and heard many strange tales of ghosts and spirits from across the land: the Rakshasa ghosts of Bashu, the Kuman Thong of Thailand, the black-magic practitioners of Southeast Asia, the witchcraft and gu traditions of Miaojiang, the evil Nine Chrysanthemum sect of Japan, rebellions and riots among the ghosts and gods of the underworld, and all kinds of strange folk tales and ghost stories…