Su Li thought to herself, "Here it comes."
With such a commotion, the one making an entrance must be the Ghost King.
"Life would just be like the first sight, what matters the autumn wind's sad devotion to its fan? Casually changing the hearts of old friends, but to say old hearts change easily. Li Mountain's talk ends part way through the night, and the tears and rain drench my chime but I hold no grudge. How could he, in fickle splendor, clad in brocade, forget the vows we made wing to wing, branch to branch?"
Accompanied by the sound of sorrowful, faint sobbing, a beautiful woman in a dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders, step by step appeared before Su Li and the others.
Upon the woman's arrival, the two female ghosts who had been causing such a racket before suddenly went completely silent, wishing they could shrink into a ball and go unnoticed.
She must be the sister the Lady Mo mentioned.
