While living in Yunnan with the Thrice-blessed Hermit, we heard of a stone on a visit to the nearest town of any size that was with a well-known merchant in the provincial capital. It was said to resemble a Ruyi. We set out immediately. We found it outside a store where it lay on its side in the dirt. It was not for sale to our dismay as the owner’s wife was near to death and he could not do business. We begged him to let the Hermit attend his wife as he knew of many arcane cures. Within days she was well again. The owner was so grateful he gave us the stone and offered to arrange for a gang of men and an ox-cart to deliver it. We placed it outside the ramshackle retreat, taller by half than the two of us stood. I am sure it stands there still, although the retreat is probably dust by now. Summer 2011.