Thinking about it, Heavenly Thunder felt he had completed his task.
The clouds that had gathered in the sky slowly began to scatter.
At the same time, a sparse rain began to fall, as if to show that even though this was a Heavenly Thunder sent as punishment, the process had to be completed.
As the Heavenly Thunder receded, the Little Paperman, carrying a bag full of talisman paper, stealthily avoided others and appeared at the back door of the Medicine House.
Daoist Changshan, who had just taken his medicine and was resting on the sickbed.
Immediately opened his eyes.
The Little Paperman did not conceal his aura, so he sensed it right away.
Daoist Changshan quickly reached for the cane at the bedside, propped himself up, and step by step made his way to the back door.
The other people in the Medicine House were as busy as dogs, so naturally, they had no extra energy to keep watch.
Seeing the Little Paperman.
Daoist Changshan was somewhat surprised, but not particularly so.
