"As disciples of the Taoist sect, we cannot tolerate even a speck of dust in our eyes. Those people from the Buddha Country, their desire to destroy our Jing Country never dies. Naturally, I must pay them close attention."
The incense fire Taoist said indignantly.
"They are indeed to be hated."
Zhou Xuan asked the incense fire Taoist again, saying, "Old Incense, I, Zhou Xuan, walk the path of 'Nu.' One stick of incense can compare to nine sticks of incense from other Tangkou. Now, I've come across a peculiar matter,
my Colorful Play Incense, after burning the first eight inches of incense, the flame just stalled... and not only stalled, but also faintly showed signs of extinguishing. What could be the reason for this?"
The incense fire Taoist waved his horsetail whisk, smiling broadly, he said, "Zhou Housheng, you've really given me a tough problem. The Tangkou of the Colorful Play Master is inherently secretive, and even I am not too knowledgeable about its mysteries."
