[Qing Nang Corpse Clothes Part 5: Mushishi]
Elder Fang laughed and said, "I want to ask you, how long has the ghost pot been in the Blue Moon Valley?" An old monk came out from the cave under the stone wall, holding a glass jar in his arms, which contained a little ghost with white skin and tender flesh, resting with eyes closed. The ten monks blushed and hurriedly called the demon ghost back, but he didn't know that it was already in a trance and was still dancing wildly in the middle of the stone hall. … Continue reading[Qing Nang Corpse Clothes Part 5: Mushishi]