Gu Mo opened his mouth but didn't have a chance to speak.
The other person had already started advising him earnestly—
"You young folks just love to mess around. Of all things to play with, you choose this! Let me tell you, drawing symbols has many taboos. Don't use it to mess around. It's fine if nothing happens, but I'm afraid you might attract something..."
The old man probably assumed that Gu Mo was one of those young people who could make a game out of anything. But also, from his perspective, even though the person in front of him wore a hood and kept his head down so his face couldn't be seen clearly, he could still tell he was very young.
And his clothing didn't look like a Daoist's outfit or anything, so why else would he be buying these things here if not to mess around? The old man, being superstitious himself and getting on in years, immediately started to prattle on.
