Qin Shou looked down at the old Taoist's attire, which was a yellow eight trigrams robe! The clothes looked oddly familiar to him, so he squatted down and asked, "Hey, look up."
"I won't!" The old Taoist resolutely refused.
"Look up!" Qin Shou urged, feeling the garb was increasingly familiar, to say nothing of the voice.
The old Taoist said, "I have petrifying eyes; whoever I look at turns to stone. For your safety, I can't look up."
Qin Shou didn't believe him at all and grabbed the old Taoist by the hair, yanking it upward!
Just then, a cold snort came from the heavens, "Everyone's run off, so I'll start by eating you guys, then chase after them!"
As he spoke, a shadowy figure descended from the sky, entirely shrouded in black, with a pair of wings on its back and a greenish-black demon cloud swirling under its feet!
