Over three hundred people, including Deputy Mo, were all frantically searching for their distributed Exorcism Talismans.
They mimicked the manner of the Feng Shui Master, slapping the talismans onto themselves with urgency.
When there was no more space on their chests, they stuck them onto their arms and thighs, and some even helped each other put them on their backs.
In a blink, nearly every one of the three hundred was adorned with several crimson talismans, looking less like a military unit prepared to rob a tomb.
And more like an army of talisman paper dolls newly consecrated from a Taoist temple, solemnly facing the opened black coffin.
At the moment the black coffin was pried open, revealing the mummified corpse of an old Taoist in a yellow robe inside.
"Whoosh——!"
Within the tomb chamber, a cold whirlwind arose out of nowhere!
