"Hey, you haven't solved my problem yet!" Another old man said.
Yun Qin gently rubbed her forehead. When she thought that these old men and women might bring her potential customers she immediately felt full of energy.
"Well..." Yun Qin was a bit troubled. At her current level, it was difficult for her to pretend to be a real Taoist priest. At the very least, she had to catch a mind-reading ghost to help. When she was looking around, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the overpass not far away.
Yun Qin pointed with her finger and said, "There, under the overpass. I'll set up a stall there in a few days to solve everyone's problems."
After appeasing the crowd, Yun Qin was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of an old man who was joining in at the fun at the corner of the crowd.
There was a wisp of black smoke wrapped around this old man's wrist.
