Zhou Wen and the antelope were just about to head to Forbidden City to make a clean sweep of the treasures when they suddenly felt that something was amiss. It was as though the vibration of the charred wood had stopped. They felt that something was wrong as a chill ran down their back. They turned their heads involuntarily.
With a glance, Zhou Wen and the antelope's expressions changed drastically. They saw the yellow paper talisman that had been stuck to the log gently float down.
"Ol' Ante, did you forget to apply glue?" Zhou Wen gulped and asked with some difficulty.
"That thing doesn't seem to need glue, if I recall correctly?" The antelope was a little unsure. It could not figure out why the yellow paper talisman would fall. It should not have fallen after it was stuck on it.
"Can you stick it on again?" Zhou Wen asked again.
