t time a little ghost came into the house, it was making a racket all over the place, couldn't stop him from his "rubbing" passion."Brother Mu, just spend a little time listening to me, I really can't...assion and hard work. If I were to hate you, wouldn't you also just leave me aside and let me wear down this hatred myself" I brought up past grievances.It was rare to hear him talk about love, hate...