the ground, completely out of breath.

"Scent is stink, stink is scent; life is death, death is life," said Ah   (chu), heaving a sigh. "Since you Gaiwenese can't tell the difference between scent and stink or good and evil, then life and death must be the same. I see that you live on in death and you die as you live."

"Right!" said the Gaiwenese, opening his eyes. "I think you've got it."

Ah   (chu) thought the Gaiwenese had died, and was so startled that he fell on the ground. Gai Bo actually had lost a lot of blood, and after he had been revived by the stink bomb and his gamboling around, his wound reopened. Although he was still among the living, he was unable tohe has managed to regroup the members of the Bronze Statue Cult and reassert their prestige. Is that something that the senile Old Do-Gooder could do?"

As Ah(chu) rambled on and on, Yu Kui grew impatient.

"Ah   (chu), enough of this praise for the ambitions of others while disparaging ours," he complained. "What can the Stranger in Black really do? He just relies on the remaining prestige of the Bronze Statue to spread lies and deceive people! As long as superstitious men and women remain, the cult will always be able to form again. Most people still think that the members of the Bronze Statue Cult are the vanguard in the resistance against the Shan. But think about it, in all the times that resistance has sprung up,