Everything Yu Lin has now was bought with his mother's life, and he will never forget it.
The old man's movements gradually overlapped with the scene in his memory. The fear and shadow of being chased instantly overwhelmed him. His breath hitched, and a thousand thoughts surged through his mind like a turbulent sea.
After reciting the incantation, the foolish woman stopped what she was doing, placed the box on the table, and weighed it down with a candlestick.
Nan Xian asked, "What exactly is this thing?"
The silly woman sat down opposite her, her eyes lowered as if deep in thought, her right hand pinching the ring on the middle finger of her left hand, gently turning it.
The ring was made of some unknown material, resembling jade but not quite, with a dull sheen on its surface, and it wasn't very attractive.
After a long pause, she said softly, "Absorbing people's essence and stealing their lives." Her voice was rough and unpleasant, like a rusty saw sawing a table leg, pulling Yu Lin's thoughts back to reality from his memories.
A spirit? Nan Xian's eyes showed a hint of surprise. "It's such an evil thing... Is there any way to find its owner?"
The old woman closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, then quickly calculated with her ten fingers. Afterwards, under Nan Xian's expectant gaze, she nodded.
Nan Xian's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and she eagerly asked, "Then what do I need to do?"
The old woman looked at Yu Lin, and her cloudy, aged eyes suddenly lit up with the light of someone who had discovered a new continent. "You can't, but he can."
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When Yu Lin came out of the small tile-roofed house, he was still in a daze. He stared blankly ahead, not paying attention to his footing, and almost tripped over the threshold.
"Be careful." Nan Xian supported him, glanced up and saw his expression, turned her face away to suppress her laughter, withdrew her hand and walked ahead.
Yu Lin realized his loss of composure and couldn't help but recall what the silly woman had said to him earlier. His face flushed red, as if all the blood in his body had concentrated in his face, making it hot and burning, as if it would burn to the touch.
—The silly woman said that the essence is the core of life of all things. Losing the essence is equivalent to losing thought and consciousness. Therefore, at the beginning of creation, the Heavenly Dao set an extremely strict rule: those who steal the essence at will will be punished by heavenly lightning, and after their soul is scattered, they will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell.
That evil spirit was somewhat clever. It infused its demonic power into the peony cinnabar and used the vessel to absorb people's essence. This way, its actions were concealed and not easily detected by the Heavenly Dao. Secondly, it did not need to expose its true form. Even if heavenly lightning did strike, the peony cinnabar would be the first to be struck, giving it a chance to escape.
This also shows that its body was already very weak, which is why it resorted to this method regardless of the consequences in order to replenish itself as soon as possible.
A weakness can be exploited; the demon needs a vital essence, and here it is—perfect for that.
A virgin's body is untouched by any defilement; his essence is pure and clean, making him a great tonic.
It will not miss such a great opportunity if you just release a little bait.
The old woman gave Yu Lin a pill and instructed him to take it when the sun set, then pour the first urination of the night outside in a well-ventilated place. After that, he only needed to lie in bed and quietly wait for the evil thing to come.
There's no need to worry about safety. Although that thing is somewhat clever, it's very timid. Because it fears the punishment of Heaven, it only dares to do petty theft. As long as Yu Lin pretends to wake up, it will definitely not dare to do anything else.
At that time, Nan Xian, hiding in the shadows, will be able to find out who is behind this mess.
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