"Well, aren't you something? I hadn't even planned on entering, and you already caught my scent?"
Hu Ma hadn't expected that after just circling around the area, this little ghost had already come looking for him. He smiled, pulled a piece of Blood Food from his sleeve, and handed it to the limping little ghost, saying, "Tell him."
"Be prepared, the grain thieves will be here soon!"
Having instructed the limping little ghost, Hu Ma then took large strides, comforting Little Hongtang who rolled her eyes on his shoulder, and once more crossed mountains and valleys.
As for Yang Gong, the limping little ghost, he stood stunned, holding the piece of Blood Food in his hands. The whole ghost was bewildered, then shoved it into his mouth in one bite and trembled with happiness, cheerily heading back to the village.
