The old man's body was hunched, his murky eyes looking at Wu Tong.
Seeing that Wu Tong did not respond, he continued, "I raised three sons and two daughters, toiled all my life, worked from dawn till dusk to send them to school, but in the end, when I grew old, not one of my five children was willing to take care of me. I get out of breath just walking a few steps, yet I still have to rely on picking trash to live. Do you think I want to go through it all again?"
The old man coughed twice at this point and turned his head to glance at the photo of the human-snake Bai Lian.
"This is my choice, I don't want to be reincarnated, I want to stay in Ghost Town forever. Here, there is no pain or regret, although the sky is forever gloomy, but as Ghost Town develops, these shortcomings will be remedied. The joy I never experienced in the mortal world might be found here."