"Speaking of which, you all must have recovered some spiritual wisdom and some memories by now, right?"
A hungry ghost emerged from the locust tree, its gaze somewhat blank.
"I have seen the superior."
"Among you, there should be some who turned into hungry ghosts during the early period of the Wilderness disaster, right?
Back then, a hungry ghost gave me a small packet of mystery meat that tasted like beef. I want to know, does anyone know what that thing was actually made of?
It tasted like beef, had the flavor of beef, was dark and dry, but it actually wasn't beef."
"Superior, we do not know," replied the standing hungry ghost, blankly.
"If you don't know, that's fine. Pass this question on, even if it wasn't one of you who made the mystery meat. Ask around for clues. As long as I can confirm it, all those who provide clues will be rewarded.
If someone can make an exact replica, once I confirm it's usable, I will grant them a transformation certificate."