Bai Shanbao was itching to move, "Can I still make it back in time to change clothes?"
Manbao asked, "Do you have black clothes?"
Bai Shanbao's shoulders drooped, "No."
Bai Erlang and Manbao naturally didn't have any either. They were all young men; who would dress them in such dark clothes?
The three of them looked at each other, then turned around in unison, peering through the gaps in the firewood at Daji, who remained motionless in the shadows.
Daji ignored them.
The three of them huddled and whispered among themselves. Daji's ears twitched, and he gently knocked on the woodpile. The three hiding inside immediately fell silent, inching forward to look anxiously through the gaps.
After a rustling sound, a white figure appeared in the alley. Because of the dim moonlight, they had no idea how it had appeared.
It was only when a faint white shape vaguely appeared in the alley that they realized the ghost had shown up.
