"See, see! So many presents, and these are the ones I couldn't eat!"
Ling Qi glanced at Bao Qian who shrugged. "Food and libations are common sacrifices."
"Mhmm, even the really plain stuff tasted so good with the incenses burning and everything," Hanyi agreed, digging around in the trunk. Ling Qi saw everything from rough wooden figurines to folded furs and clinking bottles, polished river stones and pouches of herbs and more.
Sixiang, what do spirits normally do with offerings to them? LIng Qi wondered silently.
"Depends, most just kinda absorb them, but some keep some around in their spaces. I suspect the little gremlin's gonna be a hoarder."