Atop the lookout tower, Master Garu's robes fluttered as he chanted.
"Which demon dares to hide? Reveal your true form…"
No sooner had he spoken than a low plea came from beneath the blue cloth.
"Spare us, great master. My sister and I are spirits born of wild grass. We have cultivated for many years and have never brought misfortune to the mortal world. We are kind spirits…"
With hands clasped together, the master said loudly, "You have deceived the Jin Empress Dowager, causing her to speak nonsense and fall from the high platform. How can you claim not to have brought misfortune to the mortal world?"
"We are wronged!" The grass spirit cried out in a high-pitched voice.