Atop this high mountain, facing the fierce wind from the east, a woman with tears in her eyes looked eagerly towards the east, murmuring to herself, "A whole week has passed, how come he still hasn't arrived?"
Gurgle gurgle...
Her stomach cooperated by letting out a loud growl.
The skeletal landowner popped his head out and said, "Ma'am, why don't you sleep a bit more?"
The bone lady stubbornly shook her head, "I won't sleep! If I oversleep, how can I attain immortality? This opportunity is rare, once in a thousand years, I must seize it! Keep a close watch!"
The skeletal landowner scratched his head, "Ma'am, how about making do with some animal blood?"
The bone lady waved her hand, "Scram!"
A gust of wind blew by, and another three days passed.
There was still no sign of the monk in the east...
A python passed by at the foot of the mountain...
