"It's going to rain."
After seeing off Old Huang, Xu Qing stood at the entrance of the Funeral Shop and looked up at the sky.
The air outside was hot and muggy, filled with the sounds of croaking frogs and chirping cicadas.
Inside, thanks to the Ice Soul Talisman, the shop remained as refreshing as early spring.
Xuan Yu trotted to the threshold, imitating Xu Qing by looking up at the sky.
In no time, the sky was indeed covered with dense red clouds, with thunder rumbling and lightning flashing.
Xu Qing shrunk his neck, fearing that the lightning might strike at the entrance of his shop.
Xuan Yu widened its eyes, staring at Xu Qing in surprise.
"It's really going to rain. Xu Immortal Family, do you also predict the weather?"
Xu Qing chuckled and said, "The Earth Qi moistens, frogs croak wildly, clouds intertwine, and swallows fly low. These predictions are made by these intelligent animals, not by me."
