As soon as Nan Yuanman left Miao Shaohua's room, the aggrieved expression on his face instantly changed, and he exchanged a sly glance with Feng Jingcheng.
The next second, the brother and sister started laughing like little mice that had stolen oil.
Feng Jingcheng reached out and gave Nan Yuanman a high five. He lowered his voice, smiled, and praised her, "Not bad. You reacted quickly and came up with this method to take Gui Wushang away."
Given Miao Shaohua's personality, if Yuanman directly asked him for Ding Pan, he definitely wouldn't give it to her. He would probably even suspect the relationship between Yuanman and Ding Pan and blame her for his nephew being crippled.
Fortunately, Yuanman was quick-witted. Miao Shaohua probably never imagined that Ding Pan would not be devoured by Xiao Hong.
Miao Shaohua hadn't expected that Ding Pan's ghost still existed. He had witnessed the power of Nan Yuanman's strange magical artifact. A ghost whose soul was so weak it was about to dissipate would certainly not survive if it encountered that strange artifact.
Who knew that the little red coffin contained a separate space where ghosts could exist?
After Ding Pan was "killed" by Nan Yuanman, Miao Shaohua's plan to use her to lure out the person behind the harm to Qiu Wangnan fell through.
But he wasn't willing to just let it go like that.
After thinking it over, Miao Shaohua decided to use Qiu Wangnan as a "fishing bait".
The ghost that crippled Qiu Wangnan harbors immense malice and murderous intent towards him. If the ghost seeks revenge, it will surely come after him again.
As long as he prepares the necessary items, he will surely be able to completely eliminate this wreaking havoc!
Qiu Wangnan's calamity will also be resolved.
Nan Yuanman was unaware of Miao Shaohua's plan. She and Feng Jingcheng hurried home before dawn.
The two didn't dare go through the main gate, so they found a low wall and climbed over it.
Feng Jingcheng jumped down from the wall first, stood below and opened his arms to Nan Yuanman, who was sitting on the wall, and whispered: "Plop plop, Yuanman, jump into Sixth Brother's arms, Sixth Brother will catch you."
Nan Yuanman was about to jump, but then she seemed to sense something, looked guiltily behind Feng Jingcheng, and smiled ingratiatingly, "Daddy~"
Feng Jingcheng froze, slowly turned his head, and saw Feng Congqian standing behind him at some point, staring at him expressionlessly like a ghost.
Feng Jingcheng gave him a fawning smile: "Uncle~"
Feng Congqian chuckled, said nothing, and pointed to the wall beside him.
Feng Jingcheng walked dejectedly to the wall and stood there, facing the wall in repentance.
After dealing with the big one, Feng Congqian said to the little dumpling sitting on the wall with an annoyed tone, "What are you still doing sitting up there? Admiring the moon? Hurry up and come down!"
As he spoke, he opened his arms to Nan Yuanman, who chuckled and jumped from the wall into his arms.
Feng Congqian caught the chubby little dumpling steadily and patted her bottom lightly with his big hand: "Tell me, what naughty things did you and your sixth brother do in the middle of the night?"
Nan Yuanman exclaimed and buried her head in his chest: "I didn't do anything bad, I just, I just went to save a young lady."
Feng Congqian paused, "Dead or alive?"
Nan Yuanman: "Dead."
Feng Congqian: "..." He knew it.
Feng Congqian said in a serious tone, "Next time, ask your father to go with you. Your sixth brother is unreliable and prone to causing trouble."
When Nan Yuanman and Feng Jingcheng left the manor, the patrolling bodyguard called his cell phone. Feng Congqian knew that the little dumpling was probably dealing with matters of the underworld in the middle of the night, so he didn't pay attention.
He waited for them to return from outside after they finished their business before waiting by the corner of the wall.
Feng Jingcheng: "???"
Feng Jingcheng protested, "Uncle, I'm very reliable!"
Feng Congqian: "Heh."
Feng Congqian put the little dumpling down from his arms and pointed to Feng Jingcheng's side: "You may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. Go and face the wall for twenty minutes to reflect on your mistakes."
Nan Yuanman, who thought he had escaped this calamity, was speechless.
The little dumpling obediently went to stand next to Feng Jingcheng and face the wall in repentance.
When Feng Jingcheng saw the short figure standing beside him, he felt a pang of sympathy and took the blame upon himself: "Uncle, it's already very late. I'll stand in the corner for Yuanman and let her go to sleep."
Feng Congqian raised an eyebrow and nodded: "Okay, two hours. You can go to sleep whenever you finish facing the wall, otherwise you won't get your allowance for this month."
Feng Jingcheng: "???"
Yuanman only stood there for twenty minutes! How did it turn into two hours?!
Feng Jingcheng hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back, and ultimately, feeling stifled, he dared not say anything.
Feng Congqian then picked up Nan Yuanman and took her upstairs to sleep.
The little dumpling was so moved that her eyes welled up with tears. She waved to Feng Jingcheng and said, "Thank you, Sixth Brother. You are the best, the most, the best. I love you the most."
Feng Congqian chuckled: "Don't you love me anymore?"
Nan Yuanman gave him a kiss: "I love Daddy too~"
Back in the room.
Before Nan Yuanman could even get out of Feng Congqian's arms, Xiao Hong eagerly flew out of her small handbag, moved the coffin lid, and spat out Ding Pan, who was making a ruckus inside.
Ding Pan's soul was already very weak, and she was completely unable to gather ghost energy to attack Nan Yuanman. She collapsed to the ground in a sorry state, her eyes bloodshot, and she glared at her angrily, about to curse.
The next second, Ding Yan's excited voice was suddenly heard: "Panpan!"
Ding Pan was stunned. This...this was her sister's voice?
Ding Yan floated out of the little paper doll she was in, ran straight to her, and hugged her tightly: "Panpan!"
“Sister…” Ding Pan instinctively hugged her back, her face showing a mixture of shock and astonishment.
She quickly realized what was happening, nervously grabbed Ding Yan, and stood guard in front of her, saying, "Sister, were you also captured by those Taoist priests? Don't be afraid, I'll protect you."
Looking at Ding Pan, who was clearly very weak and whose soul was so faint that it was about to dissipate, yet still stood strong in front of her, Ding Yan's heart was breaking.
Her eyes were red-rimmed as she hurriedly channeled her ghostly power into Ding Pan's body: "No, the little fairy is different from other Taoist priests. She helped me and even helped me take revenge..."
Originally, Ding Yan thought that crippling Qiu Wangnan and making him suffer a fate worse than death would be the greatest revenge against him. But now, seeing Ding Pan's weak appearance, Ding Yan felt that Qiu Wangnan still had to die.
He must die.
She must die to quell the hatred in her heart.
She couldn't even imagine what would have happened to Ding Pan if the fairy had arrived any later...
Ding Yan's fingers trembled slightly as she channeled even more ghostly power into Ding Pan's body.
Upon hearing this, Ding Pan looked at Nan Yuanman with a probing gaze.
Nan Yuanman didn't disturb the sisters' reunion. Noticing Ding Pan's gaze, she smiled and waved at her, saying, "Hello."
That innocent and sweet smile eased Ding Pan's wariness and guardedness somewhat, and she nodded slightly awkwardly: "Y-hello."
Seeing that she had calmed down, Nan Yuanman took out a talisman from her small handbag and handed it to her: "Gathering Yin Talisman, this will make you feel better."
Ding Pan was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and took it: "Thank you."
This was the first time she had felt kindness from people of the Xuanmen sect since her death.
Once Ding Pan's illusory soul had stabilized somewhat, Ding Yan suddenly knelt down in front of Nan Yuanman and said, "Little fairy, please do me a favor."
Ding Pan was shocked: "Sister?"
“Her soul is already very weak and is not suitable to remain in the mortal world.” Ding Yan ignored her and said to Nan Yuanman, “Please perform a ritual to help her pass on to the afterlife and let her be reincarnated in the underworld.”
Nanman asked, "And what about you?"
Ding Yan: "I'll go deal with Qiu Wangnan."
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