The sky emitted a wailing wind, resembling a crying sound, and it became overcast.
The villagers shivered in fright, thinking it was a vengeful spirit causing trouble.
"Is there something wrong with the coffin?" The astrologer waved his hand, "I will handle it for you, but if you continue to create disturbances, I'll make your soul disperse!"
The wailing wind arose again, and the shadow quickly disappeared.
Bai Ruozhu noticed some black ash falling nearby, and quietly chuckled. Wasn't the astrologer afraid that using amulets for deception would tarnish his reputation as the first Yin Yang Master?
Soon, she saw Ao Song in the distance, sticking his tongue out playfully.
Apparently, Ao Song was part of the deception; these two collaborated wonderfully, almost like a perfect match.
"Master, what should we do?" The village chief asked tremblingly.
