Azure energy hung like a canopy before Mazu's temple, yet even so, these Uncanny beings dared to approach and investigate.
Like leeches that had scented blood, they crowded thickly outside the temple.
Charred corpses.
A towering "Lord Guan stuffed with ritual innards."
These beings of yin looked down upon the yang before them. The Heavenly Consort Goddess's temple was like an island in the darkness, surrounded by sinister spirits and cut off from the world.
Even the Incense Offerings of the faithful could not illuminate the mist outside.
The strange sounds drifting from within it kept trying to lure Lin Feng out.
They knew the Young Shrine Attendant was inside, yet they still refused to leave. They paced back and forth, as if they could break into the temple at any moment, keeping Lin Feng under psychological pressure.
Only when dawn came.
Did the mist gradually disperse.
The charred corpses vanished, and so did "Lord Guan." Only the foul stench lingering in the air told everyone how dangerous the area outside the Heavenly Consort Goddess's temple had been last night.
Lin Feng stood in the doorway with his arms folded. Looking at the Young Shrine Attendant beside him, who had not slept all night, he said, "He's showing you this much contempt, and you're not angry?"
The Young Shrine Attendant laughed it off and went to greet the worshippers.
Lin Feng returned to the rear courtyard to practice.
Some time later.
People from the Che carriage company and the escort agency arrived.
The letters had disappeared last night.
Things had gone just as Lin Feng expected.
All of Fukou appeared bright and peaceful, with human civilization flourishing. In reality, it had long since descended into chaos. Never mind its foreigners, compradors, banks, and foreign trading houses.
It looked like a