It was late at night.
The red-headed ghost asked with a frown, "What's his descendant here for?"
"To borrow and browse through the Mystic Dharmic Lotus Sutra," The old monk replied.
Sneering, the red-headed ghost said, "So, he's got his eyes on this number one secret skill of the Golden Core. It's no wonder why he made the long journey here."
The old monk continued, "It's just a sutra. If his descendant wants to take a look, he's free to go through all the sutras in the Sutra Chamber."
"Aren't you generous?"
The red-headed ghost pouted and grumbled.
Right then, Su Zimo arrived in the backyard, ready to obtain a bowl of spirit water from the red-headed ghost.
The old monk put away the spirit crane and turned to leave expressionlessly.
The red-headed ghost placed the spirit water in front of him. Thereafter, he laid down with his back facing Su Zimo in silence and brooded.