"Youcai, I know you're not willing to let go, but what's done is done, and you can't dwell on the past... Those who harmed you have already descended to the gloomy prison, so just reincarnate peacefully. In your next life, become an official or a young master, and after the hardship, sweetness will come. Don't yearn for the mortal world..."
The scratching sounds grew louder.
Old Master Xun braced himself and continued speaking, "If you really can't get over it and insist on turning into a fierce ghost, at least don't target the wrong people... Every grievance has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. We're here to help you. I even contributed to your coffin's expenses..."
His rambling voice awakened Official Hu, who lay beside him. Official Hu turned over and sat up, looking groggily at Old Master Xun.
"Old Xun, who are you talking to yourself?"
Old Master Xun ignored him, his eyes staring straight ahead, and his legs trembling incessantly.
