A chain hung down from the beam, splitting at the end into two iron hooks.,“What strange things does she recite to me every day”,He continued, his voice laced with a thin whine of anguish: “But the old woman insisted on ruining my future. I was buried in that soil with the corpse of Master Cui, smelling its gradual decay and stench. I felt the maggots crawling inside him, the rotten fluids dripping onto me, seeping into my very being. Tell me, do you think I have a blood feud with the old woman”。