Chapter 1138 The Returnee's Notes 212

Normally, one or two ghosts wouldn't require so many people to convert them, but this time Xie Ning brought back far too many souls.

There are more than a dozen spirits.

The candlelight flickered, and the chimes rang out with a clear, melodious sound that brought a sense of peace to the listener.

Xie Ning nodded with a smile, and then followed Xie Li out. As they passed the long corridor covered with vines, Xie Ning saw a white soul umbrella hanging upside down.

As Xie Ning and the other person walked to the main courtyard, Yang Liu looked over. The spring breeze blew by, and the soul umbrella hanging under the corridor swayed slightly, as if telling a story.

"That is Mu Jin's Soul Umbrella."

If a disciple is possessed or has their body taken over, the Soul Umbrella will change color accordingly.

Generally speaking, soul umbrellas are black, with only a very few being other colors... Yang Liu shook her head, thinking of Mu Jin again.

Even though Mu Jin had killed her once, she couldn't bring herself to hate him, because everyone in the sect had worked hard for the future of Qing Shi Town, even if their beliefs weren't pure.

After escorting Xie Ning and the other person to the gate of the sect leader's courtyard, Yang Liu took her leave. She had no other tasks today, so she seemed to have nothing to do and unknowingly walked to the gate.

A little girl who was chatting with the cleaning boy saw Yang Liu and immediately ran over.

"Sister!"

Yang Liu took the little girl's hand and then took the food box from her hand. "How did you get here?"

"Uncle Chestnut said that my sister didn't have an appetite, so I went to Grandma Chen's shop on the back street and bought some braised pork. Sister, smell it, doesn't it smell good?"

"fragrant!"

"Sister, you told me that people should smile more to get healthier! So you can't keep a sour face!"

"good."

She wasn't just grieving over Mu Jin's passing; there were other disciples, and then there was the question of what would become of Qing Shi Town. She was just a junior disciple, unable to know the decisions made above, and she didn't have any real ability.

But there are also worries.

On a sunny day after Grain Rain, the verdant branches are bathed in sunlight, and the scattered halo is like a wisp of smoke. The wind and clouds are light, and willow catkins fall all over the sky, drifting on the red ribbon as if they are stained with snowflakes.

"Xiao Ning".

Xie Li's call brought Xie Ning back to reality. "Come in."

Xie Li and Aunt Fang were talking inside the house, leaving Xie Ning alone in the yard to enjoy the view.

"This is your Soul Umbrella."

Aunt Fang's expression softened, and her gaze fell on the wooden box on the table, revealing a look of satisfaction.

She made many umbrellas in her life, but only two that were not pure black: one was Yu Shu's red umbrella, and the other was Xie Ning's blue umbrella.

Moreover, Xie Ning's blue umbrella had a slight transparent tint, making it look like a work of art.

"Thank you, Senior Fang."

Xie Ning also greatly admired this Soul Umbrella, and there was a subtle and mysterious connection between the two, as if an invisible thread was drawing them together.

"Besides containing souls, the Soul Umbrella has many other uses... Yours is even more so. With Xie Li here, I won't say any more. Sign your name."

He then took out a red ribbon and asked Xie Ning to write his name on it.

After that, the red ribbon will be hung on the tree in the yard.

While in Aunt Fang's courtyard, Xie Ning obediently refrained from using the Soul Umbrella. Only after returning to the inn did she examine it closely, and then, with a flick of her wrist, she drew a short sword.

"Grandma, is this an umbrella sword?"

Xie Li was packing up his basket when he heard this. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Xie Ning. "It can hurt people and also hurt souls. Be careful when using it."

Then he took out the umbrella containing Xi'er and said, "Move her over there. Once we leave Qing Shi Town, you go straight to the North. I'll go home."

It's been more than half a month since I came out.

Unlike the homemade black umbrella, this special soul umbrella could communicate with her mind without any incantation.

Before leaving, Xie Li taught Xie Ning some other uses of the Soul Umbrella. In fact, Aunt Fang had said that Xie Ning's Soul Umbrella was quite special and might have some unique functions.

However, Xie Ning, as the owner, needs to figure these things out slowly on her own. They can hardly know them and can only explain the most basic operations to Xie Ning.

As she left, Xie Ning glanced back at the streets of Qing Shi Town. Even though some unpleasant things had happened, the town was no different from when she arrived.

The people inside had a somewhat numb sense of peace.