On the way back, my head was still full of doubts. It was understandable that the old lady's soul was being carried out, but the two pale-faced children with bright red cheeks were paper effigies of a boy and girl burnt by the old lady's descendants for her. The two sedan chair carriers and the sedan itself were also made of burnt paper.
Not only these items, but also those offerings of incense, candles, paper money, high-rise buildings, and villas could be used in the Netherworld. The only thing that was utterly useless there was those stacks of paper notes, some worth millions or even billions, which after being burnt and brought to the Netherworld, were nothing but heaps of waste paper and had not the slightest purchasing power.
