There is a village next to a river where locals often go fishing. But because of something, suddenly many people drowned and died. At first, the villagers thought that It must have been because he went to catch fish but lost control, causing the fish he was holding to be dragged into the deep water and drowned. But when people kept drowning, it started to make the villagers think that
“Or will our village have ghosts running rampant?!”
“I think so.”
“What should I do?”
“Is it a good idea to move to a city or not?!”
"Or go ask the shaman to help..."
“Or should I ask the abbot to stay for a while?”
The villagers thought about all kinds of things until night fell. Everyone closed the windows, closed the doors and locked the locks, fearing that the ghosts would take the lives of their children. The next morning, the villagers began to notice that the victims that the ghosts had captured were often women who had reached puberty. But it is not that there are no men, but there are far fewer male victims than female victims. Everyone murmured as they looked at the parents, who wept with such sorrow that their hearts were shattered.
“Or do ghosts really like women?”
“Maybe it will be like that.”
Suddenly, a woman's voice spoke up. She had hair as black as crow fur. Eyes as blue as the sea, white and smooth skin, a face as beautiful as an angel's. If you look from afar, you'll think you're half-breed. People stared at the woman with suspicion. Because he had never seen that woman before, but before he could ask, she said,
"Oh, it's getting dark. I must go now."
The woman walked out, leaving the villagers puzzled. When the woman turned her back, she muttered,
“Huh, this is just the beginning.”
She smiled, not knowing that a young child had heard what she mumbled but didn't say anything, just looked, That's kid was YOUR