My name is Peng Rong. I’m a paper effigy maker in Yingyue Town.
Before my grandfather died, he left me a notebook.
It said:
“Ji, Chi, Mei, Wang, Liang, Yan, Mo, Yao...”
They were all characters with the “ghost” radical. I didn’t recognize a single one.
Only later did I learn they were all real monsters in this world.
My grandfather wasn’t a paper effigy maker. He was a ghost hunter.
For generations, the Peng family had guarded Yingyue Town.
Now it was my turn.
I couldn’t do anything. I only knew how to make paper effigies.
But my grandfather once told me: “Give a paper effigy eyes, and it comes alive.”
Even ghosts are afraid of the eyes I paint.
