I used to be a human being, but now I am a ghost.
Once, in order to hide from a person, I hid from the Gobi to the Miao border, from Mobei to the south of the Yangtze River. Finally, in order to get rid of him forever, I stretched out my legs and tilted my head, becoming a helpless little ghost by the Wangchuan River.
However, from beginning to end, I forgot one thing: the man I was hiding from was a Taoist priest who specialized in catching ghosts.
At this point, I am worse off than alive.