Strange Tales of Chang'an

On a night in Chang'an, all manner of ghosts roamed beneath the moon. The Netherkin had emerged once more, their bizarre shapes clad in the clothes and appearance of the human world. The scene was as lively as a marketplace. Among the ghosts, a woman in blue robes played a jade flute. She looked like an immortal, with features as exquisite as a painting. On the night of the fifteenth day of the seventh month in the twenty-third year of Chang'an, someone returning late from court saw a figure in blue hanging above the city gate along Zhuque Avenue. His attendants all fell to their knees, crying out in worship. For a time, the tale became one of Chang'an's ghost stories.