"They're here, they've come out, the evil god can't stop them."
"Quickly, summon the evil god back! The fan..."
"We brought back the eyes of the evil god... We kept our promise..."
"Is the evil god you're talking about on this mountain?" Liang Si hadn't forgotten their panicked expressions; their voices were a jumbled mess, and he couldn't make out who was speaking.
But he remembered to close the door.
He now held a fan and a bracelet woven from grass with an eye pattern. "These are what they're going to give to that evil god? How strange! I never encountered this group of people riding in sedan chairs to find an evil god in my past life."
"Give me."
"Master?"
The fan fell from Liang Si's hand, and he was startled. "Master, when did you arrive?"
"I've been looking for you to ask you something, and I haven't left. I saw you make the young girl angry and leave, and then I saw you make a whole sedan chair full of paper figures disappear."
Liang Si: ...
"Master, I don't know why they all came to me. I'm not good at handling emotions, I..."
“I know, we’re the same. In our past lives, I chopped you up so many times, and you chopped me up so many times. We’re really not suited to talk about feelings. It’s better to give it to someone who is.”
"Hmm." Liang Sixin felt much more at ease.
“Master, this fan…” He saw Wen Jingge put the bracelet on her wrist. “This bracelet was supposed to be for the evil god. Where would our Xuanyun Sect get one—hmm? Master, you wouldn’t happen to be, would you?”
“That’s right!” Wen Jingge opened her fan, and a huge gust of wind slammed towards the door. The coffin hidden in her sea of consciousness stood up, and the outside was filled with bizarre and grotesque shadows. The resentful voice seemed to be brought out from the depths of her soul: “Get out!”
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