"Do you remember if that person had big hands, or was very strong?" Little Taotie asked.
"I don't know, I don't know..."
"Can you let me see your memory, please?"
"Can you see my memory?"
The clerk seemed a bit confused, then she appeared to regain some clarity, her eyes widening: "How do you see me? I'm already dead, aren't I? How can you talk to me, how can you see me?"
Little Taotie pressed her lips together: "I... can see."
"You can see ghosts?"
"Yes."
"So I'm really dead? Completely dead?"
The clerk let out a self-mocking laugh: "People shouldn't take shortcuts. Look at me, alive and achieving nothing, not even knowing who harmed me after death. No wonder... No wonder people like me don't have the fate to be successful."
