Ning Shuqian arrived at a well-hidden mansion which was not exactly spacious. There were all sorts of yellow amulets plastered all across the wall, giving the place an eerie vibe. A sudden, chilly breeze blew in her direction and the amulets ruffled loudly. Although it was not her first time there, she could not help but be spooked by the decoration. A sudden chilliness filled her heart.
Filled with fear, Ning Shuqian followed a robe-clad man into the house and stared at the three stone sculptures of Taoist gods, below which there were three plates of fruits as well as some joss sticks. The smoke coming from the joss sticks were green and reeked of an overwhelming stench that filled the air.
