Xiang Xinian stood by the bed, massaging the old lady's legs with an unusually serious expression. The child's hands were not strong, but they were not weak either. With each squeeze and pull, Li Chuan felt very comfortable.

Xiang Dongshu stood not far away, watching Li Chuan, who was muttering to himself with his eyes closed and lips slightly parted.

That is—

Incantation.

He couldn't hear it clearly, and even found the incantation's melody obscure and difficult to understand, as if it were guiding him towards something. Unfortunately, his strength was too weak, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

It came out of nowhere, but perhaps it was foreshadowed. Xiang Dongshu immediately panicked, as if a little person was frantically pounding on his heart with a small hammer.

Xiang Dongshu walked out in a daze.

"That's not a talisman, but more accurately, a shikigami." When Wu Yue asked, Yan Chiyu explained simply: "Shikigami are used to summon shikigami, not exorcism talismans. What kind of people are Onmyoji? Simply put, they are wizards or illusionists. Actually, they have some similarities with Feng Shui masters."

Onmyoji can see forces invisible to others, such as fate, souls, and spirits, and they understand their origins deeply. Furthermore, they possess the ability to control these things.

Wu Yue nodded: "It is indeed similar, you could say they are exactly the same."

Yan Chiyu looked at her serious yet nonsensical expression and smiled slightly. He said, "Well, most people believe that the concept of Yin and Yang originated from the Yin-Yang and Five Elements theory during the Hundred Schools of Thought period in China. During the Warring States period, there was a school of thought that advocated the Yin-Yang and Five Elements theory, called the 'Yin-Yang School.' They studied the Yin-Yang and Five Elements theory and were able to formulate calendars and understand the phenomena of the world by calculating the movements of celestial bodies. Later, it evolved into what I just mentioned: observing constellations, predicting disasters, drawing talismans and chanting incantations, etc..."

“He’s also what people call a charlatan,” Wu Yue replied.

"good."

Why was there a hint of appreciation in that reply?

"Yan! Friends."

Xiang Dongshu came out from the inner room, his face expressionless, even somewhat solemn: "Let's go."

It wasn't until he got into the car and it drove away from the Xiang family's old residence that Xiang Dongshu realized he had forgotten to take his huge sum of money. However, he had no desire to return home.

On the bus, Xiang Dongshu kept his chaotic and increasingly bizarre thoughts hidden the whole way. He was in a low mood, as if a thick dark cloud was hanging over his head, ready to bring thunder and rain at any moment.

Yan Chiyu glanced at him. "What's wrong?"

"Didn't sleep well last night, haha." Xiang Dongshu looked up, a grin on his face, but upon closer inspection, the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Hey, since you're in Guizhou, how about I show you around the island? What do you want to do? Or is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"Maybe next time." Yan Chiyu would like to stay on Guizhou Island with Wu Yue for a few more days, but he's not in the mood right now. He turned to the side, his arm resting on the car window armrest. "I only have a chance to go out these two days because of the school sports meet. I have to go back."

Xiang Dongshu looked up at him, hesitating to speak.

Wu Yue cleared her throat: "Mr. Xiang, how about we add each other on WeChat? I really like Xinian, this little angel. If you bring him to Beijing in the future, I'll be your tour guide." Although she herself hadn't explored Beijing thoroughly, with a map and guide in hand, she wasn't worried about not knowing how to have fun.

Xiang Dongshu paused upon hearing this, then looked up, the gloom in his eyes dissipating slightly, and curled his lips slightly: "Oh? Is it okay? Add another guy on WeChat in front of Yan?"

Yan Chiyu was silent for two seconds, then said, "Okay. Because of you, old man."

"..."

Xiang Dongshu secretly rolled her eyes at him, fuming. Was this guy implying that he wasn't qualified? Humph.

Okay, it's nothing. He was just joking. Xiang Dongshu took out his phone, tapped a few times on the screen, and handed it over: "Here, let's add each other on social media."