Chen Shi didn't respond, then suddenly said, "The evil spirit is nearby, how can you still dare to approach?"
As soon as his words fell, the crowd around him immediately dispersed.
"Move further away."
The crowd retreated even farther.
Chen Shi took out a stick of incense, lit it, and placed it at the feet of the grey-clothed rat, saying, "You are from elsewhere, right? May I ask which mountain is your precious place?"
The grey-clothed rat sniffed the fragrance of the incense, showing a look of intoxication, and said, "How do you know I'm not from Qianyang Mountain?"
Chen Shi smiled and said, "I'm most familiar with Qianyang Mountain, I've seen all sorts of evil spirits, but I have never seen you. Did you transform from a rat into an evil spirit?"
