"It's not nonsense," the servant insisted fearlessly, "Think about it, it's been over a month and still no improvement, and there's all this superstition. I'm betting something's been offended…" "Otherwise, why would there suddenly be so many snakes in the courtyard?" Yet, those snakes don't easily attack people; to date, no servant has been bitten.
Dong Hang fell silent too, for these past days he'd considered it as well, but then the son-in-law prides himself as a scholar and simply refuses to believe.
"I reckon," the servant said, rubbing his arm as he started to look somewhat terrified, "we need to bring in a Great Immortal or something to perform some rituals, otherwise…"
"Mm." Dong Hang nodded. "It looks like we'll have to do that." Being unwell was one thing, but today, if it wasn't for being possessed by something, he probably wouldn't be behaving like this.
