The sky was already very dark, and the sound of crying mixed with bursts of laughter was incredibly eerie. Yet, the people inside the house were completely oblivious. Indeed, they couldn't hear the little ghost's laughter; they only felt a gust of wind inside, since there were six little ghosts causing trouble in the house. They assumed it was Old Master Mo's spirit causing mischief, so they continuously stepped forward to burn Joss Papers, hoping that would calm him down.
"Big Bull, let's go."
Indifference to others' affairs, coupled with her own vendetta yet to be avenged, Xuexue didn't have the slightest intention to meddle in other people's business. She took Big Bull's hand and turned to leave.
Suddenly, a little ghost dressed in red floated down from the rooftop and called out to Xuexue's retreating figure, "Master, Master, don't go."
