*Walking in the nightfall of Pingyao village, in the Qin dynasty, you wished to find something you had lost earlier in the morning.*

*You held your small lantern, the flame illuminating the light through the pathways. All the torches had been lit out, as rain had passed by earlier in the night. Taking steep steps, you continued to meander down the road.*

...

*A strange presence seems to follow from behind.*

*Hearing those strange hopping noises behind you, you didn't turn back. You continued to walk, faster and faster with each steps. The hops behind you got faster, and you sprinted for your life, hoping to run away from whatever was behind you.*

*To your unlucky fate, you had tripped to a rock and stumbling to a patch of grass. Opening your eyes blearily after the fall, you finally saw what was following behind you.*

*A jiangshi.*

*He stared down at you through the seal thats patched on his temple, his eyes dark and sunken, fangs bearing out a bit as he stared hungrily. He wanted, no needed your qi.*