Little Immortal



As Song Ning rubbed her wrist, she thought to herself, "That Zhao Liang is so hateful. He's like a leech, always sticking to me."

Don't think she's easy to bully.

In modern society, because she was beautiful from a young age, her parents were afraid that she would be bullied, so they made her learn martial arts from a young age. She is both literate and martial, can sing and paint, and can be called an all-rounder.

Because in the original book, Song Ning was a pampered young lady who couldn't lift a finger. If she weren't afraid of revealing her identity by making a rash move in front of others, she would have beaten Zhao Liang up long ago, so badly that he couldn't get up.

"I won't do it again, I won't do it again..."

Zhao Liang covered his face and wailed for mercy. At this moment, his face was already bruised and battered. He never expected that he, a grown man, would actually be defeated by Song Ning.

However, Song Ning wasn't a pampered young lady who couldn't lift a finger in school. When did she become so capable?

"Hmph. You're smart enough to stay away from me from now on, and don't let me see you again."

Song Ning patted her clothes before leaving.

Once his eyes finally felt a little better, Zhao Liang covered his face and quickly ran away.

After Zhao Liang left, Huo Chunmei, who had been hiding to the side watching, finally came out.

She looked at the pepper spray that had fallen to the ground, picked it up, and looked at it with suspicion.

"What's this?"

She had just witnessed Song Ning spray this stuff all over Zhao Liang's face and then take the opportunity to beat him up.

She stared at this thing for a long time, but still couldn't tell what it was made of.

After all, plastic bags didn't exist in the 1970s; everything was basically glass bottles. Only in a very small number of big cities would luxury goods be packaged in plastic bags.

So when she saw the plastic bottle, she naturally didn't recognize it.

But looking at the text above, I recognize the words "pepper spray".

Huo Chunmei was therefore even more convinced that Song Ning must have a secret.

Ever since she witnessed Song Ning's sudden disappearance in the restroom that day, Huo Chunmei had been reviewing the scene repeatedly, convincing herself that she hadn't misread it.

So she wondered, could Song Ning know some kind of magic?

Furthermore, considering how well Song Ning played the accordion back then, Huo Chunmei became even more convinced that her sister-in-law was no ordinary person.

No, she had to find out.

After school in the afternoon, Huo Chunmei quietly left home early in the morning and went to the home of the famous fortune teller in the county town.

This fortune teller is a popular figure in the neighborhood; almost every household who needs a fortune telling or feng shui consultation will consult him. And his predictions are surprisingly accurate.

She brought a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes with her and went there.

The fortune teller lived in a courtyard house. As soon as you entered, you could see many people queuing up to have their fortunes told by him.

He wore sunglasses, a hat, had a graying goatee, and a long robe, looking just like a Taoist priest.

It is said that because he told too many people's fortunes, he was punished by heaven and went blind.

Huo Chunmei waited in line for a long time before it was finally her turn.

She stepped forward and handed the cigarettes from Daqianmen to Xiao Banxian.

Then he whispered, "Little fortune teller, is there any evil magic in this world that can make someone disappear from one place and reappear in another?"

Upon hearing this, the fortune teller trembled slightly. He immediately lowered his head and looked at the girl in front of him through his sunglasses.

"Did you see anything?"

“I saw someone go into the toilet, but there was no one inside. She came out from another place.”

Upon hearing this, the fortune teller stroked his beard, seemingly deep in thought.

"To be honest, you're the second person to ask me this."

"The second one? Who else?"

"Twenty years ago, a man surnamed Song also came to ask me this question. He had also witnessed the same situation as you."

"Surname Song? Could it be..."

Huo Chunmei immediately became alert, after all, there weren't many people with the surname Song around here.

"Could that person tell me their name?"

“Song Daqiang. He witnessed his wife disappear into her bedroom and then reappear out of it.”

Huo Chunmei was stunned when she heard this.

This is too much of a coincidence.

Song Daqiang, Song Ning, and Song Ning's mother...

It's hard to say there's no connection between them.

"That little fortune teller, do you know what's going on here?"

The little immortal stroked his beard. "In my opinion, this should be a case of possession. That is, the soul has been taken over by someone else."

"What? Possession?"

Huo Chunmei opened her eyes wide, unable to believe it.

"Yes, it must be the work of an evil spirit."

"Then how can we expel the evil spirit?"

"All you need is an ounce of black dog blood and two black donkey legs. Sprinkle them on that person on the night of the full moon, then stick this talisman on them, and the evil spirits inside will naturally escape."

After saying that, the fortune teller took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and handed it to her, saying, "Talisman, five cents."

"So expensive?"

Huo Chunmei muttered to herself, but still took out five mao (0.5 yuan) and handed it to Xiao Bansian.

After leaving Xiao Banxian's place, Huo Chunmei immediately curled her lips into a smile. "Song Ning, you really are unclean inside. Watch how I make you show your true colors!"

She must find an opportunity to expose her true colors in public!

...

That night, Song Ning watched as Huo Chunmei sneaked into the room, carrying a black burlap sack.

But I didn't take it seriously.

This day is the fifteenth of August.

The full moon hung high in the sky, casting dappled shadows on the courtyard.

After dinner, Huo Chunmei suggested, "The moon is quite beautiful today, let's enjoy it in the yard."

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