There are too many. If she finishes performing the salvation for all of them tonight, will her body be unable to bear it again?
In fact, Mo Nanfeng was really worrying too much.
Saving Fu Shen and destroying the snake earned Xia Zhibai a lot of merit, otherwise she would not have woken up so quickly.
However, after she finished the prayer, her forehead was still covered with a thin layer of sweat.
"Do you want to take a break?" Mo Nanfeng gently held her arm and asked softly.
Xia Zhibai shook his head, took another look at the abundant gold ingots and paper money prepared by Song Jinchen, and removed the barrier.
"Master, please don't leave. Please save us too!"
There were still some dead souls that had not been liberated. When they saw Xia Zhibai was about to leave, they all surrounded him.
An old man in seclusion in a deep mountain in the far north suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with astonishment. "Impossible! She just killed the snake. How could she still be able to perform such a grand ritual to save the souls of the dead?"
Xia Zhibai seemed to sense something, looked up towards the northernmost part, and his eyes darkened.
Seeing this, the old man quickly closed his eyes, but his heart was beating wildly.
How did she notice him so quickly?
Xia Zhibai felt that someone was peeping at him secretly. He looked over with his divine eyes and saw that the person withdrew his prying gaze almost at the same time.
She sighed softly in her heart. It seemed that there were still some hidden dragons and crouching tigers in modern times. However, she didn't like the aura just now. It was too gloomy.
"What's wrong?" Mo Nanfeng looked up and asked when he noticed that she seemed to be looking for something.
"Nothing." She didn't tell Mo Nanfeng, but looked at the ghost in front of her with a very faint soul, and asked in a deep voice: "You don't seem to be students."
The ghost nodded repeatedly as he listened. "Master, please save me! I was a cleaner at this school, but I slipped and fell into the artificial lake and drowned. I don't know why I can't go anywhere else after death, so I can only stay here."
Xia Zhibai knew that this school had set up a soul-trapping formation, but the number of people who died here was a bit too high.
"What about the others?"
"We don't know how we died here. We only know that we were at school when we woke up."
Xia Zhibai questioned several ghosts and felt something was a little suspicious, so he said, "Don't worry, tell me everything you know, and I will come back to you tomorrow night."
tomorrow?
When the ghosts heard that they could be liberated, they immediately jumped up excitedly.
"We can finally leave here, thank you Master. Master, you are our savior!"
Some ghosts who had been trapped for too long couldn't help sobbing softly. Although they had no tears, their crying sounds were still a bit creepy in the night sky.
"Okay, stop crying and wait for me here at this time tomorrow."
Xia Zhibai calmed down these ghosts and saw Song Jinchen standing beside her with his chest straight. She smiled and said, "Young Master Song is quite brave." Then she snapped her fingers and released his silencing spell.
"It's Zhibai's fault!" Song Jinchen is really brave, except for the time when he was frightened when he first came in.
"Okay, you've worked hard tonight, go back and rest."
Xia Zhibai patted his shoulder lightly, looking at the young master who still looked excited, with a slightly dimmed look in his eyes. What happened today was a trap set by the Xu family to kill her.
But the Xu family does not have this ability. There must be a master behind him.
This reminded her of the time when she noticed someone peeping at her. Could it be that person?
The feeling that was somewhat familiar yet strange made her unable to remember when she had seen that person before.
"Zhibai, was that thing you just killed during the live broadcast a snake?" Song Jinchen was very curious. He had been watching the live broadcast for so long and could only vaguely see that it was a snake, but it felt strange and didn't look like one.
"Yes, a snake demon that has been practicing for more than 500 years." Thinking of the snake demon that has become a viper, Xia Zhibai felt a little uneasy in her heart. She turned her head to look at Mo Nanfeng. These things did not appear just now.
Mo Nanfeng's expression was so gloomy that ink was about to drip out. He understood the look in Xia Zhibai's eyes when he was looking at him.
Pursing his lips, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll have someone check it out."
"Be careful."
Song Jinchen didn't quite understand the riddle between them, but seeing that they both looked serious, he consciously didn't ask any more questions.
Although he and Mo Nanfeng have known each other since childhood, the Mo family's foundation may not be comparable to that of the other three families combined.
"Yeah." Mo Nanfeng looked at her with a complicated expression again, and finally expressed his worries.
"You seem to be injured today. You should rest well when you go back. If anything happens, call me."
"Don't worry, I will. You can go back too."
Xia Zhibai said goodbye to him, and he insisted on sending her home before leaving.
"You, come here." Seeing Song Jinchen preparing to return to his room, Xia Zhibai called him and pointed at the unfinished paper talismans and folded paper figures scattered on the ground, his brows almost twisted into a hemp rope.
"Who asked you to draw this?"
She saw it just as she was leaving, but didn't ask because she was afraid there wasn't enough time.
Song Jinchen hurriedly picked up all the talismans he had drawn and the unfolded paper figures, and presented them to her as if they were treasures.
"Zhibai, look, I can't even draw well. I'm so angry!"
Xia Zhibai felt the aura of the talisman and the origami man, but they were all semi-finished products.
There was a hint of good-temperedness on his face, but his eyes were rolling around, and he didn't look aggrieved at all, and there was obviously a hint of arrogance in his eyes.
"Let me see." Xia Zhibai was surprised at his talent, but also puzzled as to why he couldn't draw well.
Song Jinchen actually wanted to say that you are tired today, but he didn't expect that Xia Zhibai would want to show him this at this time.
He took back what he wanted to say and looked at her quietly.
"The strokes start strong and the force is even. Why don't you continue?" Xia Zhibai looked at several pictures and they were all like this. He couldn't help but frown.
He wanted to do it, but he didn't know why he couldn't finish the painting halfway through.
Song Jinchen expressed his doubts, and a look of doubt appeared in Xia Zhibai's eyes.
"I brought you home not only because you will encounter disasters, but also because your identity is a bit special. Perhaps you have accumulated a lot of merit in your previous lives, so you can turn misfortune into good fortune in this life. Even if there are many bad peach blossoms, after breaking up, I will still be sincere to you and have no resentment."
After Xia Zhibai finished speaking, he looked at his face carefully again.
The forehead is bright and open, able to accommodate the world, not fussy about details, with curved eyebrows and eyes, a kind heart and compassion, soft and restrained eyes, a straight nose with a fleshy nose tip, and a round and full chin.
You can tell at first glance that he is destined to be upright and wealthy, and he radiates a gentle light all over his body. How could he not be painted?
"Draw me another one."
She felt it was a bit weird and shouldn't happen.
Song Jinchen heard all the words praising him. Although he didn't understand what his inability to draw had to do with these, he still honestly and seriously took the wolf-hair brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and began to draw carefully on the yellow paper.
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