High winds on the twenty-eighth, so there'll be extra updates then. At least five updates tomorrow.
Everyone instinctively stepped back, staring fearfully at the shifting shadows within.
"What's in there?"
"Those are soldiers under Divine Lord Meng. Shh, don't offend them. Back away!"
The townspeople spoke in hushed voices, not daring to offend the Yin Soldiers. They retreated again and again. Soon the mist withdrew into the Divine Shrine, and the two people on the ground had vanished.
Divine Lord Meng must have taken them away.
The thought filled the townspeople with even greater awe, and they began to disperse quietly. Divine Lord Meng was spending his wedding night there; it would hardly do for mortals like them to peek.
Inside the Divine Shrine, the man and woman were trembling with fear. Once the dark mist receded, the man, bound up like a rice dumpling, began cursing at the top of his lungs. "You Evil God! How dare you run wild here? One day Golden Lamp True Person of the Primordial Yang Church will come and chop your Deity Statue up for firewood!"
The Primordial Yang Church? Tang Changsheng's expression turned strange. "You belong to the Primordial Yang Church?" he asked.
The sudden voice made the man jump. Tang Changsheng stepped out from the side before he could see who had spoken.
Before the man could react, Tang Changsheng produced a Primordial Yang Divine Lamp and lit it. Its flame was no bigger than a bean, yet its glow filled the air with warmth and reassurance.
The man was startled and delighted. "You're Golden Lamp True Person! I'm the Primordial Yang Church's incense master here in Yun'an County."
"I'm not Golden Lamp True Person," Tang Changsheng said evenly, "but there's no mistaking this Primordial Yang Divine Lamp. Tell me, what's