A little girl saw him, wasn't scared, didn't misunderstand him, and even offered him three sticks of incense. She just didn't understand the rules very well and let the incense carry a bit of chili sauce smell and some foul air—nothing worth mentioning.
The Red Skirt Ghost finished the incense and was about to leave, but after seeing the direction the little girl went, he hesitated, took a step forward, thought again, turned around to walk away, but after three steps, he heaved a long sigh and turned to follow after her.
It had been a very, very long time since he'd eaten incense offered just for him. He'd forgotten how long it'd been.
Even though the incense the little girl offered didn't taste all that great...
He trailed far behind all the way, watched the little girl go home, and sure enough, just as he expected, saw the Green-faced Evil Spirit.
The Green-faced Evil Spirit was sneering. As soon as he came out from a corner, a thick, muscular arm wrapped around his neck.
