Seeing the last line, I stopped. As the urbanization process in China advanced, ghosts became increasingly rare. Taoists of the Maoshan Sect had never previously enjoyed such times. Today, at long last, it was time to buy medicine with money.
"So... donor... I have followed three roads; may I borrow some?" Chen Jinghao mustered his courage and opened his mouth.
After I called for water to lodge a complaint, I opened my mouth and asked, "Taoist, what are you going to do from now on? It's become quite unfair when you approach it!"
Chen Xiao took a gulp and sighed, "What's most important is that the chaos in society has stopped!"
"What does that mean?" I asked.
Chen said to Sun Hao, "Society is unfair, I have many ghosts of my own, I sit by the door, not worrying about the Maoshan Sect's sustenance. Now in society, there aren't so many ghosts, I can't live happily in Maoshan; if not for China's families lending some money and offering help, I would soon starve to death!"
