Inner Demons

Du's appearance was no longer normal by any measure. The people on the street finally felt a hint of fear.

Someone asked Kunyangzi, "Daoist Master, what should we do?" Kunyangzi seemed a little flustered himself. He fumbled in his robes and pulled out some kind of talisman, sticking it on his face and looking around like a controlled zombie.

After looking for a while, he carefully peeled off the talisman and said, "There are no ghosts or monsters, it's fine."

Seeming to feel that he had also lost his composure, he glared angrily at Li Yunxin and said, "So young, yet you pretend to be a god and play tricks with ghosts!"

Seeing their shocked and foolish expressions, Li Yunxin just smiled faintly and turned his gaze.

Only, he was no longer staring to the west, but was looking into Du's courtyard.

First, he looked at Du, then his gaze followed something out—all the way through the crowd, stopping in front of himself again.

He looked as if he were acting. At this time, in this place, in this environment, his behavior was infuriating and angering—who had ever seen someone try to scare people so openly?

But looking at his demeanor, he wasn't a peasant. They really wanted to rush up and beat him away, but what if he was a scholar with a degree, one who didn't have to kneel before an official? If they rushed up and beat him and he reported it to the authorities, they would probably all end up in jail for a few days.