Seven also walked to him and observed him. "Amitabh, really?"
Su Bai nodded with a bitter smile. "The guy whose head was smashed by my hoe… He seems to be following me around."
Seven’s look was strange as if he was hurt inside. He didn’t know what to say. He and Gyatso, two masters, were quite sure about the calculation, but it went wrong because of this single ghost; and apparently, it was a lowest-level ghost, nothing but a wronged soul.
"Monk, is there anything we can do to take him out?" Su Bai asked. They couldn’t take the risk of keeping him with them. This time, it was just a maze that trapped them, nothing serious, but if there was some great danger and they lost too much time because of him, it would be disastrous.
