<blockquote>"Lucky for you," Wei qianbei says, the laughter once more in his voice like the sun breaking through storm clouds, "the last desire of these particular ghosts is one you should be able to actually grant. You'll probably want this, though." He rummages in his sleeve and tosses something small Zizhen's way. Zizhen catches it, still reeling a little. When he opens his hand, he finds a stoppered jar of... salve?
Ouyang Zizhen fucks around (summons a bunch of horny ghosts) and finds out (fucks a bunch of horny ghosts)</blockquote>
