This innate yin energy should have been the ghosts' source yin energy.
This breath was extremely cold.
After several breaths, the sword in my hand felt like ice.
"Master, do I have to keep holding this sword? It's freezing!"
Master had a cigarette in his mouth and replied calmly,
"Keep holding it! It won't freeze you to death."
Since Master had said so, I continued holding the sword...
After the two wandering ghosts expelled their innate yin energy, they were clearly dazed, swaying as they walked.
They went over to the Yin Dish. One grabbed a chicken and started gnawing on it right in its mouth.
The other grabbed a handful of earthworms mixed with Grandmaster's incense ash and rooster-comb blood and began eating.
If rooster-comb blood and Grandmaster's incense ash were used separately, either would harm wandering ghosts.
But once they were mixed together, they lost that effect.
In the eyes of ghosts, they instead became a delicacy.
The earthworms were already dead and no longer wriggled as they had before.
Even so, the sight made one's scalp crawl.
Yet the gaunt ghost who had eaten the blood earthworms shouted excitedly,
"Delicious, delicious, so delicious..."
He slurped them up like noodles, making loud "slurp, slurp, slurp" sounds.
The ghost gnawing on chicken was also covered in grease around the mouth, practically beside himself with excitement.
When the other ghosts saw this, they could no longer stand still and began shouting.
"Fuck, it's just a mouthful of innate yin energy. I'll spit it out. Miss this chance, and it's gone."
"Exactly. We definitely won't get to eat this again."
"I'll expel some energy. I want to eat!"
"I want some too."
"..."
The remaining ghosts all spoke up, standing on tiptoe as they came over to expel their innate yin