"Please wait a moment." Gu Wu excused himself and went back into the inner room.
He carefully closed the door and windows, then cautiously checked his surroundings. Only then did he unbutton the top of his shirt and take out a cyan pouch embroidered with the five grains that hung around his neck. He rubbed it for a moment, his expression turning wistful as he thought about the pocket dimension that had suddenly vanished yesterday. He ought to be thankful that once this pouch was filled, it couldn't be put into the dimension. Consequently, he rarely used that tiny dimension, which contained nothing but a strange, useless stalk of grass.
'Sigh, if it's gone, it's gone. It's not like the treasure was ever of any use to me anyway. Maybe it had a spirit of its own and felt its talents were being wasted, so it sought out a worthy master who could let it realize its full potential? As long as this pouch, which holds all my worldly possessions, is still here, that's all that matters...'
