Zhong Kui's Daoist Grounds did not need to be quite so "plain." There were candles and incense in abundance, Prayer Flags, and a chill wind from who knew where.
Even in broad daylight, the sounds inside the residence were strange, frightening the people peering in from outside.
Zhong Kui's "intent" permeated the place.
So even though the gates stood open,
No one dared enter. They only watched from outside.
Without using the Heavenly Dipper Steps or any other spell, the Flame around Lin Feng took the shape of Evil Ghosts.
The wailing Evil Ghosts spread over the bronze mirror before him, then descended onto the Bronze Urn.
Chains emerged from the portraits, then fell upon the Bronze Urn!
A long-absent aroma drifted out of the kitchen.
The people from the Guesthouse were cooking meat, boiling chicken, duck, fish, and other meats to offer shortly.
Yu Lei was a gatekeeper, and his "intent" leaned more toward protection. Even with countless reins dragging at other people's necks, he was still a jailer.
But Zhong Kui was different. Zhong Kui was all about attacking.
Just as Lin Feng had witnessed, he was exceptionally ruthless toward Ghosts.
He devoured Little Ghosts alive.
He frightened great Ghosts to death.
This was not because he looked hideous. It was because he carried an "intent" that could only be described as cruel.
Intense malice.
What dissatisfied Zhong Kui was Lin Feng—or, more precisely, the Nuo Opera masks carved by the previous Nuo Opera Masters.
They had done everything they could to imagine Zhong Kui's appearance, but the Zhong Kui they depicted still lacked that intense, malicious dominance and "intent."
That mercilessness toward Little Ghosts.
Zhong Kui was an official of the Underworld Bureau who dealt specifically with Little Ghosts. To them, he was their natural enemy, an