Meanwhile, Elder An stood by with a furrowed brow, a mix of disgust and puzzlement:
"This incense...why do I feel nauseous, yet my body seems to like it?"
Listening to Elder An, Ning An couldn't resist opening his Dharma Eye to view his Life Chart.
Sure enough, as the five ghosts gradually adjusted Elder An's Life Chart, they also began to blend and pollute it, with a barely noticeable gray spot on the pale gold.
Sigh!
Ning An sighed inwardly but quickly bucked up.
He refused to believe that with the support of the system, in eight years, he couldn't help Elder An get rid of this aftereffect!
Rumble...
Just then.
The sound of engines came from the distant sky.
The crowd's expressions all darkened at the sound.
When they arrived, they had already blocked all possible routes leading to Changchun Temple.
They even assigned people to notify local businesses and individuals with private aircraft.
Who dared to be so audacious?
