Chapter 1235 The Returnee's Notes 309

Luo Ying is a very hardworking person. She is smart enough and has excellent professional skills in the academic field. However, not everyone has the environment to work hard, and you can't climb up the social ladder just by working hard.

Xie Ning had originally intended to secretly sponsor Luo Ying's further studies. She admired talent, but people are imperfect and complex, yet she cherished talent.

She's been too busy lately and forgot about it.

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When Da Linzi saw Xie Ning's house, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. It seemed that Xie Ning was no ordinary family. This Chinese-style decoration could only be truly impressive without some real craftsmanship.

And then there's Xie Ning's car. First of all, that car was very expensive, and Xie Ning had modified it. Otherwise, given the car accident on the road just now, Xie Ning would either have died on the spot or be in the emergency room like the others.

Although Da Linzi isn't a professional, he still has a good eye for things.

Xie Ning didn't look for another place. He simply drew the window screen and released the mirror spirit, still under the umbrella.

It was a pitch-black thing, and Wen Yuan noticed that this mirror spirit seemed to have become a bit more solid than when he saw it at the Luo family.

Wen Yuan circled the Mirror Spirit once, then rang a bell and chanted an unknown incantation, dancing in circles like a ritual dance.

Xie Ning didn't know what the Mirror Spirit felt, but she only felt that her head, which had been a little dizzy, started to hurt a lot. But after a few seconds, the pain slowly subsided, and her head was no longer so dizzy.

Xie Ning glanced at Da Linzi, who showed no unusual expression, and also maintained his composure.

The black mist surrounding the Mirror Spirit slowly dissipated, revealing its original form: an extremely thin boy, about eleven or twelve years old.

Wen Yuan then switched to a golden bell, shook it once, and said, "The soul returns."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy, who had been in a daze, seemed to wake up. He glanced at his surroundings, then shrank back and cautiously looked at Xie Ning and the other two.

"Sister, brother, where am I? Where am I?" He didn't seem to realize that he was already dead.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but even so, Wen Yuan did not hide anything and said directly, "You are already dead."

Upon hearing this, the Mirror Spirit's eyes instantly turned black, showing a hint of mania. Wen Yuan calmly rang the bell again, and the Mirror Spirit returned to normal.

It stood there stunned for a while before slowly accepting its own death.

Seeing that it was somewhat conscious, Wen Yuan asked it about its death and becoming a mirror spirit, but unfortunately it didn't remember much, only that it had fallen off a cliff and died.

Later memories became even more hazy, but the most vivid impression was of pain. It also saw many people like itself—no, ghosts.

They were all in pain, living inside the cramped mirror.

It's too weak; it's the lowest-level being there.

Seeing Wen Yuan deep in thought, Xie Ning got up to make tea. He had been dealing with the Mirror Spirit matter since he returned, and hadn't even had a sip of tea.

Seeing this, Dalinzi quickly stepped forward to help, saying, "Let me help, you're injured too."

Looking at Wen Yuan, Da Linzi asked Xie Ning in a low voice, "Girl, you probably haven't eaten for almost a day, right? Do you have any food at home? It's not convenient for you here, so I'll cook you a meal. We can't work on an empty stomach, especially for you, who is still injured."

It's almost dawn now, and even if I order food from a restaurant, none of them are open.

"have."

Xie Ning was also relieved. Seeing that there was nothing more to ask Wen Yuan, he waved his hand, and the green umbrella flew over, with the little devil following behind.

It cannot live without this umbrella.

Xie Ning went straight into the study with her umbrella. Because her right hand was injured, she used her left hand to write down some of the things the little devil had just said.

The little devil squatted blankly under the umbrella, and seemed to remember something when he saw Xie Ning writing with his left hand.

"Sister..."

Xie Ning, with her keen senses, naturally heard it, but she didn't think the little devil was calling her.

Only then did she realize that none of them had asked the little devil's name.

Do you remember your name?

The little devil stared intently at Xie Ning's left hand holding the pen for a long while before replying, "Yaodong, Wu Yaodong."

It was somewhat afraid of Xie Ning, but couldn't help but want to get close to him. Seeing that Xie Ning didn't mean to be fierce to it, it couldn't help but reach out and put its hand on Xie Ning's left hand.

"Sister...don't let go..."