Chapter 959 The Returnee's Notes 33
Wang Heng could sense the heavy, eerie atmosphere in the ward. He instructed the police officers to take the Yu couple out, then grabbed Xie Ning by the back and pulled out his peach wood sword.
Xie Ning noticed that Wang Heng had something tied around his waist that she had never seen before; it was somewhat shaped like a bowl.
Wang Heng looked at the fluttering curtains and subconsciously swallowed. He had been too arrogant and shouldn't have brought Xie Ning along. The little girl was just starting out; what skills did she have?
Using the Spirit Binding Rope even once can deplete the body's energy.
At this moment, Xie Ning met Ding Ai's eyes. Ding Ai's cheeks were sunken, and the scars on her face included some cigarette burns and knife cuts. Her originally pale complexion was now dark and gloomy.
Bound by sins of murder and having devoured souls, Ding Ai was now a complete and utter vengeful ghost.
Wang Heng tried to communicate with Ding Ai, but she ignored him because her mind was slowly fading away.
Ding Ai stared intently at Xie Ning, her eyes filled with barely concealed greed, as if Xie Ning were a rare delicacy to her. But soon, her remaining rationality suppressed her greed, and she responded to Wang Heng's words.
"Please break me up as soon as possible, I can't control myself anymore."
Wang Heng was taken aback. He had thought there would be a big battle. If the communication failed, he had even thought of an escape route. He would throw the bowl out to control the ghost, carry Xie Ning and run away. He couldn't care less about the others.
Even if you want to manage it, you have to have the ability to do so.
Xie Ning also heard Ding Ai's words, lowered her eyes, silently dialed a number, and then looked up at Ding Ai, "I've called your parents. Can you control yourself for half an hour?"
Wang Heng paused for a moment after hearing this, and then replied, "It's okay if it doesn't work. I have talismans here that can suppress it for a while."
Then she looked at Xie Ning and asked, "Does Sister know how to recite a calming mantra?"
"Yes." Although she didn't use it on a daily basis, Xie Ning still learned it.
With that, Wang Heng felt at ease drawing the talisman. Among the three brothers, he was the best at drawing talismans. If he hadn't arrived in such a hurry and hadn't been short of supplies, he wouldn't have needed to draw them on the spot.
Xie Ning walked closer to the balcony, and then began chanting a spell three steps away from Ding Ai. Seeing that Ding Ai was staring at him, Xie Ning said, "You can chant with me, I'll teach you."
The calming mantra can cleanse the mind of impurities. If a ghost were to recite it, would it be even more effective?
Ding Ai didn't move, still staring at Xie Ning. She just felt that Xie Ning's aura was strange, or rather contradictory, and didn't seem like a living person.
"alright!"
Wang Heng cast a spell and affixed the talisman to Ding Ai's body. Before that, he had bound her tightly with the spirit-binding rope. Ding Ai's eyes shifted a few times as she forcefully suppressed the rage in her heart.
She never intended to hurt anyone else; she only wanted to kill those who bullied her. If the law wouldn't kill them, she would kill them herself. Those people deserved to die; she had done nothing wrong.
Xie Ning looked down at Ding Ai's tattered clothes, then took off her own long white down jacket and asked the dazed Yu Shuming, "Where's the incense burner?"
At this point, it's obvious without even asking that Yu Shuming was using an incense burner to keep Ding Ai alive.
"In the toilet."
Xie Ning went into the bathroom, took out a copper incense burner, and then burned the down jacket for Ding Ai. "Put it on. I know you don't want your parents to worry."
Even though the injuries on her face were enough to frighten the Ding couple.
Ding Ai was stunned for a moment, then put on a new down jacket. Her face also changed. She was no longer a terrifying female ghost, but a pretty young girl with a determined look.
This was originally her, an ordinary student who just wanted to study hard and change her destiny, but her path was cut short by the bullies.
Wang Heng was somewhat surprised to see that Ding Ai's aura had become much calmer.
The Ding couple arrived quickly, shortly after Gu Ling and the police team arrived. When they saw Ding Ai tied to a chair, they were dazed, and Ding's mother rushed over to hug her.
"Little Ai, Little Ai! Mommy's here..."
Ding's father knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Wang Ze and Zhang Dong held on tightly, but Ding Ai was now a vengeful ghost, not someone to be approached so easily. Besides, people couldn't touch ghosts.
Ding Aineng was able to manifest not only because of the spirit-binding rope, but also because Wang Heng tied her with iron wire.
Xie Ning stepped back and saw Ding Xiaomei walking up with a small cake in her hand. "Sister, time to eat cake."
That was her loving older sister; even though she had become a ghost, she wasn't afraid.
Ding Xiaomei wasn't the only one who loved cake; Ding Ai did too. However, her family was poor, and they had to save up their allowance for a long time before they could afford to buy a cake.
Ding Ai's path is gone; her destiny is to vanish into the realms of the living and the dead.
Only the Ding couple believed that Ding Ai was still alive. They took Ding Ai's mutilated body back to their hometown and buried it next to Grandma Ding. Grandma Ding loved Ding Ai the most because Ding Ai could sing opera and sang very well.
However, the singing in Building 702 at the beginning was not Ding Ai or Grandma Ding's singing. It was Yu Shuming's plan to leave the dormitory building vacant, as he was afraid that the corpse in the abandoned water tank on the roof would be discovered.
After everyone moved out, he planned to go to the rooftop to move the body, but he didn't expect that the 702nd floor... really was haunted.
All the bullies from back then died tragically. Only Yu Shuming lost both legs but was still alive. He had fought so hard for this life, but in the end, he felt that it would have been better to die at Ding Ai's hands.
However, even though Ding Ai didn't kill him, he couldn't escape the punishment of the law, and the death penalty was still waiting for him.
A cool breeze blew by, and Ding Xiaomei thought of Xie Ning wearing an apricot-colored turtleneck sweater, then silently looked at Ding Ai's tombstone with a faint smile on it.
"My older sister is a very gentle person, and so is that older sister."
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