Take down the statue of Chi Yan Shenjun from the altar, wrap it in white cloth, and put it in a gray bag. Then, pack some new clothes, necessary talismans, talisman brushes, carving knives, cinnabar, and magic-subduing stone seals.,Just like everyone else, Zhao Fuyun knelt behind a low table. On his left and right sat two beautiful young girls.,In Zhao Fuyun's understanding, Xu YaJun was a self-assured and arrogant person. If someone else performed, she would never be content to play second fiddle.。