A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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"Mmm!"
The two nodded vigorously.
Their only hope now is Lin Wanyue.
The man felt much more at ease whenever he thought that Lin Wanyue had easily dealt with the evil spirit that could suck people's yang energy.
"Then you two come in and sit for a while. I still need to go and ask Wanwan first." Seeing that the two of them were pale and frightened, Liu Junlan let them in.
However, Liu Junlan did not immediately go to the room to wake Lin Wanyue. Instead, he went to the well to fetch water and then boiled it to cook.
Lin Wanyue smelled the aroma of the baked flatbread and got out of bed.
"Grandma, Xiangxiang~" Lin Wanyue saw the two people sitting in the main room waiting for her, but she still ran to the kitchen first to hug Liu Junlan's leg and flatter him.
Liu Junlan then tore off a small piece of the freshly baked pancake with her chopsticks and handed it to her: "Here, have a piece first."
Lin Wanyue chuckled as she held the baked pancake.
Liu Junlan invited the couple to have breakfast together, and they also helped build the house.
"Little fairy, Auntie has something to tell you..." The couple's minds were no longer on their meal. After absentmindedly finishing their baked flatbread and wild vegetable porridge, they hurriedly began to talk about the strange things that had happened at the abandoned school.
The four Lin brothers stared wide-eyed. "Is it haunted again?"
"Sigh, I thought Mr. Liu had returned." Lin Zhongyuan was still somewhat disappointed.
He had read all the books his teacher had left him over and over again, but he still didn't quite understand their meaning.
If the gentleman were here, he could answer his question!
"Little fairy, look... can you help your auntie solve this problem? Can you drive that ghost away like last time? Now we're too scared to even go home, the nights are too terrifying!" The woman looked at Lin Wanyue expectantly.
The man stood beside his wife, nodding repeatedly.
"Okay, I'll go take a look first," Lin Wanyue said, munching on a pancake.
"Good, good! As long as the little deity agrees to go and take a look, it will definitely be resolved. May our ancestors bless us."
Lin Wanyue wanted to visit the empty schoolhouse, and the four boys of the Lin family were also eager to follow her.
The couple was terrified, but the others seemed very interested and eager to see it again.
That female ghost was pretty scary last time, this one might be even scarier!
That would be so much fun!
“Your sister has something to do, she’s not going out to play! What’s the point of taking you guys with her? You can’t stand the thorns at home, can you?” Liu Junlan forbade them from following.
Laifu and Xiaofendie, who had been sent out to gather information, returned in the blink of an eye.
"Tch, I thought he was some kind of amazing guy, but he's just a useless, poor scholar." The little pink butterfly floated back and said with disdain.
Since Little Pink Butterfly said that, it means that the school is indeed haunted.
It's not particularly powerful, and probably not dangerous either.
"Grandma, I'll go with the boys." Lin Wanyue tugged at Liu Junlan's sleeve.
Seeing that even his usually mature and composed eldest grandson, Lin Zhongyuan, seemed to want to go and take a look, Liu Junlan's heart stirred slightly.
“Grandma, since this is a matter for our village, we can’t just ignore it. Besides, that’s where Mr. Liu used to live. I have to go and check on him.” Lin Zhongyuan noticed his grandmother’s gaze and explained.
"Since Wanwan has said so, then you should go and see. If anything happens, bring Wanwan back first. And you two, make sure you don't get hurt." Liu Junlan originally planned to have Lin Weiming and Lin Wanyue go together.
He's thick-skinned and tough, so even if he encountered a ghost, it wouldn't be a problem.
But her son is useless too, he's terrified of ghosts...
So Lin Wanyue was led by her four older brothers, lined up in a row, and walked to the school with a bang.
It was indeed a small courtyard, probably smaller than the Lin family's old house, covered in a thick layer of dust from being uninhabited.
"Little sister, is there really a ghost? I can't see anything." Lin Zheyun looked around with his big head, but he didn't forget his grandmother's instructions. He protected Lin Wanyue behind him, ready to rush out with his little sister at any time.
He has been practicing kung fu with his father, Lin Weiming, for several days now, and feels that he has made considerable progress, with his speed and strength being top-notch.
He carried his younger sister and ran out of the village without even taking a breath.
The brothers Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu held each other's hands tightly, still somewhat afraid, and looked around very carefully.
But no trace of the ghost was found.
"If only Master Liu could really come back, I still have so many questions to ask him." Lin Zhongyuan looked around the place where he used to study with a touch of nostalgia.
Lin Wanyue had already seen the middle-aged man standing in front of the table.
Lin Wanyue took out a small incense pill from her bosom, lit it, and white smoke enveloped the small Banjin School.
Under the mist of the spirit smoke, even ordinary people can see ghosts and spirits.
As the smoke enveloped them, the four Lin brothers also saw the ghost.
He was a middle-aged man dressed like a scholar, with a small mustache, but the beard on his chin was sparse and not very long. He was holding a pipe between his fingers, which were stained yellow from smoking, and he would take a puff from time to time.
"Students have arrived. Why are you all so late? It's already time for class. You're so young and you're already indulging in pleasure instead of studying hard. How will you learn any skills in the future? Forget about becoming a top scholar; you'll probably struggle to even make a living!"
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