Wu Ming pinched himself. It hurt, meaning this wasn't a dream!
With eyes wide he stared at Fangzheng and with trembling limbs managed stepped back, "Fangzheng? Are you human or a ghost?"
Fangzheng smiled, "It doesn't matter if This Penniless Monk is a human or a ghost. What's important is that YOU are a ghost. You are already dead. Do you have any last words?"
When he heard the words confirming his death Wu Ming thought about his family and past. He instantly crumbled as he held his face and collapsed onto his knees. He wailed, "I'm dead? Am I actually dead? How is that possible! I can't just accept it!"
"Have you now realized your sins?"
