Xue Ping was really scared. She did not want to die, thus she could only lower her head and bang her head on the floor. She was afraid that if she was a beat slower the ghost in front of her would really kill her!
In the past when she had lowered her head and cried like this, these three girls had felt sorry for her and they had never fussed whenever she had lowered her head in front of them. They were too kind to do that, hope bloomed in her heart as she thought about how silly and foolish these women were.
Xue Ping knew that she had a chance at survival as long as she was to hold on and continue begging.
People who had hearts as kind as these three women were easy to soften up.
When she thought about this, she couldn't help but wail even more loudly as she banged her head on the ground and kowtowed in front of the three spirits.
