"The Peach Blossom River is a beauty's nest," said the bald old woman with a wry smile. "I have searched the Savage Mountain and the Hukang River Valley. Whenever the moon is full, I sing this song in Yiyang dialect. The souls of those soldiers are only in the middle of the night on the fifteenth day of each month in the lunar calendar, and there must be a round moon in the sky. They wander...