"My son has a summer job, and he was perfectly fine during his day shift. But tonight, he was on the night shift and was late coming home. I got worried and went looking for him. I found him sitting on a bench at the village entrance with a dazed look on his face, just talking to himself. I was about to take him to the hospital when I discovered the Peace Talisman in his pocket had turned black."
As he spoke, he held the Peace Talisman up to the camera.
The pattern on the peace charm was drawn with cinnabar and infused with Spiritual Power. Even if it fell into a cesspit, the talisman wouldn't necessarily fade.
But now, the talisman in Old Zhang's hand had actually faded.
Shen Zhiyao asked, "Did your son bring anything suspicious home with him?"
At her words, Old Zhang held up a small box his son had brought home. It was filled with solid gold bars.
