Zhi'er put her hands on her hips and sighed, looking very helpless.
"I also want to visit him, but as you can see, I'm busy every day accumulating merit."
"Once I complete this task, I will have ninety-one merits, and I'm about to reach fulfillment. Once my great mission is accomplished, I will definitely visit him."
After saying that, Zhi'er extended her plain hand.
"Is there any more dried evil ghost meat? Give me some."
She needed it to feed the demons!
White Impermanence frowned: "Oh, young ancestor, didn't I just give you three bags last time, and it's still not enough?"
Zhi'er nodded: "Now, as I travel across the land, I've met more demons and ghosts, don't I need to make connections?"
White Impermanence shook his head and sighed: "It's truly tough."
He took out a bag of dried meat meant for his own treats and then snatched another from Black Impermanence.
A total of two bags were given to Zhi'er.
Before leaving.
