Master, Why Is Your Banner Emitting Black Smoke?

"Master Lin, you are young but you hide your secrets. Are all the banners on the walls of this store given by customers?" "Of course, in my life, I have many good relationships and profound merits. Naturally, these banners are sent to each other by the benefactors who are grateful." "Before coming here, I heard rumors that you are an evil cultivator. I wonder if..." "Haha. That's a fart." "But Master Tian, your banner is bursting with blood..." "All things have animism, and the spirit of my instrument is happy to see me attaining the great truth, so it reflects the precious light." "Master Tian, your banner is starting to emit black smoke..." "Ahem, my soul is sensitive and I feel depressed and sad from time to time, so I smoke to relieve it... Hey, don't go, let's talk to me again..." Looking at the reporters fleeing, Lin Qingyang stamped his feet anxiously: "Junior, please stop leaving and listen to your own opinions!"