Journey to Jingzhou

Shen Hui's expression darkened slightly at the sight of him like this.

The temperature in the stone cave seemed to drop several degrees out of nowhere; even the flame in the lamp shrank by half an inch.

Daoist Feng shuddered and hurriedly said:

"There could be, there could be! But this poor Daoist has never seen someone with such Baleful Intent... ah, I mean, someone who has killed so many people before. So this poor Daoist is not entirely clear on the finer points..."

He had meant to say the words "baleful star," but swallowed them hard before they left his mouth. Beads of sweat streamed down his old face.

Shen Hui's expression softened.

He nodded, refilled Daoist Feng's tea, and abruptly changed the subject:

"Where does Fellow Daoist Feng intend to go next?"

Daoist Feng's eyes lit up at once. As though granted a pardon, even his voice rose several notches:

"This poor Daoist can leave?"

Shen Hui smiled. "Fellow Daoist may leave whenever you wish."

Daoist Feng immediately rose to his feet, unable to conceal his delight. He cupped his hands toward the three of them and spoke rapidly:

"This poor Daoist is from Jingzhou. I have been away for quite some time, so it is time I returned to take a look."

Shen Hui gave an "Oh," the smile on his face deepening.

"What a coincidence. This poor Daoist was also planning to go to Jingzhou. In that case, we can travel together and look after one another on the road."

Daoist Feng's steps abruptly halted. He froze where he stood, his expression rather comical.

His eyes rolled around, and he suddenly cried, "Ah!" while smacking his forehead.

"This... this truly is unfortunate..."

"How is it unfortunate?"

"This poor Daoist suddenly recalled that I must pay a