Chapter 183: There's a Ghost

"This talisman is almost burned out!"

While checking the fourth piece of talisman paper, Xin Fat Man seemed to spot something terrible and shouted out, waving to catch Zheng Qing's attention toward the warming talisman in front of him.

Zheng Qing, with a long face, sidled up next to the fatty and took a glance. Indeed, the three-inch-long yellow paper had burned down to less than a finger's width, and the originally clear smoke had begun to muddy.

"You're such a busybody." The young scholarship student muttered but didn't walk away. Instead, he sluggishly pulled out a new, inferior talisman from his grey cloth bag and reattached it to the pavilion column.

It was only a moment later that the finger-width remnant of the talisman struggled, burst a few sparks, and then extinguished. The new warming talisman, aided by those few sparks, began emitting a faint but steady blue smoke.