Chapter 42: Tuanzi

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Xing'er held her wrist, which was empty.

Ling Changge's pupils shrank sharply and his expression changed suddenly.

"Sister, you've been too busy lately, go back and have a rest!"

Ling Changge nodded and took a few steps. She smiled and said, "Grandpa, Xing'er, I'm really happy to see you again."

In the next few days, she did not do any research, but just stayed with her grandfather and Xing'er in the old house, cooking and chatting for them every day. This unprecedented time was the happiest day of her life in all these years.

That day, she prepared a very sumptuous meal, and the table was filled with Grandpa and Xing'er's favorite foods.

"Ge'er, how did you cook so many dishes today?"

Ling Changge smiled and said, "Grandpa, do you like these dishes?"

"I like it. Grandpa likes anything made by Ge'er." He picked up a chicken leg and placed it in her bowl. "You've lost a lot of weight recently, but are you feeling unwell?"

Ling Changge shook her head: "No, I'm fine, not feeling unwell." Her gaze kept wandering between her grandfather and her sister. The sadness hidden in her eyes was about to be out of control, so she lowered her eyes and buried them deeply.

"Sister, this barbecue is so delicious." Xing'er said with a smile, "Sister, come and eat it too!"

"Okay." Ling Changge put a piece of meat in her mouth. The aroma of the meat mixed with the bitterness of tears, and she swallowed it all.

"Ge'er."

"grandfather."

"You still have to walk the road ahead by yourself. I have no regrets at seeing you again." He took out a box and handed it to her: "The things here may be useful to you."

"Grandpa!" Ling Changge knelt on the ground, tears already flowing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't save you." The heart-wrenching pain made her body tremble: "Grandpa, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Silly child." He touched Ling Changge's head: "Grandpa has never blamed you. You have done very well. Having a granddaughter like you is the greatest blessing in my life."

"grandfather!"

At this moment, a powerful force kept dragging her outwards. Ling Changge wanted to grab their hands, but she was unable to resist that force at all.

Ling Changge made a hand gesture and silently recited the technique that Tata taught her, trying to keep her body steady.

Just when she thought she could compete with that power, the two people standing in front of her began to become illusory.

"Grandpa, Xing'er, don't go, don't go!" She said in a trembling voice, "Please, don't go, don't leave me alone!"

She desperately slapped the barrier in front of her, but no matter how she shouted, the figures of the two of them slowly disappeared.

Until it completely disappeared, Ling Changge seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

Just then, the box appeared before her.

Ling Changge opened the box and the things inside looked very familiar, very similar to the fragment she had found before.

"Grandpa, Xing'er." She held the fragment in her palm. The sharp edge cut through her flesh and pierced into her palm, but she seemed unconscious.

Her eyes fell on the jade porcelain vase in the corner, and she saw that it was covered with dense cracks.

"Why? Why couldn't you hold on longer?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade porcelain vase shattered and everything in front of him began to collapse.

I suddenly opened my eyes and saw the familiar ancestral temple.

Was that just a dream?

"Hiss!" The pain in her palm brought her back to her senses instantly.

She lowered her head and spread out her palms, only to see the fragment she had seen in her dream right in her palms.

She stood up suddenly and kept looking around.

"Grandpa, Xing'er!" She shouted several times: "Grandpa! Xing'er!"

However, there was no response except the echo in the room.

Just then, a small voice came from not far away.

Ling Changge looked around and found that the curtain under the table where the tablet was placed was shaking constantly.

Her heart tightened.

"Chiu!" A childish voice instantly stopped the spiritual power that she had begun to gather.

The next second, a small ball only the size of a human palm rolled out from under the curtain.

It seemed that he used too much force and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

It lay limply on the ground, its two wings drooping at its sides, and the golden feathers on its head were limp and powerless.

Ling Changge blinked and murmured, "Why is there a chicken here?"

chicken?

The little dumpling suddenly stood up, its chubby little belly was pressed against the ground, and its two little feet were completely covered. It flapped its little wings, and chirped one after another from its mouth. Even though Ling Changge could not understand its language, he could guess that it was upset because of what he had just said.

"You're not a chicken."

Upon hearing this, the little dumpling nodded seriously.

"Then what are you?" Ling Changge smiled and said, "A fat chicken?"

The little ball's wings, which had just been lowered, began to flutter again.

Ling Changge smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you are not a chicken. You are not a chicken."

The golden feathers that exploded on the little dumpling slowly fell down.

The pain from her hand made her gasp again. She put the fragments into the space and prepared to clean the wound on her hand.

The little ball looked at her hand and blinked a few times. Then it moved to Ling Changge, flapped its wings a few times, and finally landed on her hand.

"Little thing, no matter what you are, you can't delay me from healing my wounds now."

Just as she was about to take it away from her hand, she saw the little ball shook its head and pecked at the wound on Ling Changge's palm.

Just when Ling Changge thought that his hand was about to get even more injured, he saw a flash of light, and the wound on the palm of his hand began to slowly heal.

"This, this!" Before she could say anything, she felt a burning sensation in the palm of her hand, as if a wisp of flame penetrated into the wound.

"Ah!" The intense pain made her wish she could cut off her hand.

"you!"

She had been burned by flames before, so her meridians were still strong, but under this flame, her tendons and veins were not worth mentioning at all. Feeling that everything in her body was about to be disintegrated into nothingness, Ling Changge gritted her teeth and mouthfuls of blood flowed out of her mouth.

Tuanzi landed on her shoulder, as if unable to bear seeing her in such pain. He flapped his wings, and a gentle force entered her body, alleviating the pain caused by the flames a lot.

Ling Changge gasped, letting the flame continue to burn in his body.

This time, her body didn't completely disappear. Feeling the tendons and veins in her body being reshaped, she closed her eyes resignedly and muttered, "This is really fatal."