"Brother."
"Miss this chance, and there won't be another."
"I may not know this owner, but I can tell he's an honest man. His goods are genuine, and his prices are fair to young and old alike."
Brother pounded his chest loudly.
"Is it really that good?" Luo Mo was skeptical.
"No problem."
"We hit it off right away. Would I ever harm you?"
Brother continued piling it on.
"Just look at your complexion. Anyone can tell you've only just recovered from a serious illness. In your condition, it's easy to attract evil spirits."
"Buying a protective talisman is like buying insurance. Of course, it's best if you never need it."
"But if you do run into a ghost, at least you won't be left helpless."
As he spoke, Brother subtly exchanged a glance with the stall owner. The owner immediately grew stern and said in a low voice, "Friend, buy something or leave."
"You're shrouded in misfortune."
"Your Ghost Qi is overwhelming."
"Someone like you standing in front of my stall will affect my business."
"Ghost Qi?" Luo Mo froze.
"Hmph."
The stall owner sneered. "I can tell just by looking at you that you've provoked something unclean. You've even been followed by an evil spirit. You think it left?"
"Naive. Enough. Stop standing here and affecting my business."
"Go somewhere else and play."
The moment those words came out.
Luo Mo's entire body trembled. Instead of daring to leave, he became even more afraid to go, because the stall owner had struck right at his concerns.
The day he went into the sewers to attend the Stone of the Evil Day gathering, he had clearly felt something following him the entire way and had heard rustling noises.
Though nothing happened in the end.
After he returned home.
That