"Indeed..."
Hu Ma suddenly realized it in his heart. No wonder this nun was called the great walking ghost; her eyesight was extraordinary. She could tell without opening the coffin.
Realizing she had already seen through it, Hu Ma figured there was no harm in telling her the truth. Besides, she had clearly perceived the situation, so he smiled and said, "So, you can see it, but are you still willing to help me?"
"You are a good person."
Aunt Zhang, plucking up courage, glanced at Hu Ma and said, "I know about the incident with the green clothes causing trouble before. The villagers all say you're a good person. Of course, I must help when you're in trouble."
"Plus, you're part of the Mixed Blood Food Gang. You folks deal with a lot of jianghu affairs; nothing you do would be surprising."
"I just have to ask... Are you using a coffin to hold a living person and escorting them under the pretense of escorting the spirit to harm them?"
"..."
Reputation does matter after all...
