Chapter 17 Weird Doll
Qing Yanrou was bewildered as she saw the Taoist priest come to the table. Looking at the table full of dishes, she asked Chu Tingbai in disbelief, "Did you cook all of this?"
Chu Tingbai didn't say anything and went back to the kitchen to tinker with the soup.
"Hey, you recovered so quickly? Could it be that the Grandmaster gave you some cheating?"
Qing Yanrou smelled the fragrant corn and pork ribs soup and was very interested in Chu Tingbai's quick recovery.
But logically, it would take him at least half a month to recover. The fact that he is so lively now might be because his ancestor gave him something extra.
Chu Tingbai was about to speak when Keqing Yanrou turned around and went to the master bedroom.
Looking at the smoke rising from the house, the whole room was filled with the smell of incense and candles. It was obvious that the incense and candles had never been out of use for a moment.
Qing Yanrou:......
"Have you been bribed by the incense and candles?"
"What are you talking about, you little girl! Am I, Qingyun, such a vulgar person?" Qingyun floated out from the spirit tablet in anger and frustration.
"Then how did Chu Tingbai recover so quickly? Didn't you do anything extra?"
Seeing how angry he was, Qing Yanrou was a little unsure.
"I've said before that in this era of spiritual energy depletion, only jade can retain some spiritual energy. A damaged soul has no other way to be nourished except by spiritual energy. What do you think I can do with just a wisp of spiritual consciousness?"
Qingyun spoke with dissatisfaction.
"My, my, I'll get you a different flavor of incense and candles tomorrow." Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, he quickly went along with her.
"Then how much jade did he waste?"
Qing Yanrou smacked her lips in amazement and couldn't help but sigh that it was great to be rich!
"No, he doesn't rely entirely on jade. His soul itself is not simple." Qing Yun shook his head.
"Um?"
Seeing Qing Yanrou's doubts, he did not say anything, but floated back to the spirit tablet leisurely, enjoying the delicious incense and candles.
Before leaving, he reminded Qing Yanrou to buy new flavors of incense and candles.
"knew."
Returning to the living room, Qing Yanrou watched Chu Tingbai walk out with a bowl of soup and an expressionless face. She looked at him scrutinizingly, but couldn't see anything special about him for a long time, so she had to give up.
I have to say that Chu Tingbai’s cooking skills are very good!
Qing Yanrou put down her bowl and chopsticks reluctantly, wanting to keep him here forever, but it was just a thought in her mind.
"I'm fine now. Thank you for your help during this period. I'll take my leave now and visit you again next time."
There were so many things piled up in the past half month that Chu Tingbai had to rush back without stopping.
"You carry this with you."
Qing Yanrou gave him a high-level amulet. Although she didn't know what was so special about his soul, judging from the fact that the shadow ghost risked its life to devour him, his soul was still very attractive to those evil things.
"Thanks."
He put the talisman she gave him close to his body, looked at her deeply, curled his lips slightly, said goodbye to the Taoist priest and left.
Qing Yanrou touched her face. There was nothing. The look in Chu Tingbai's eyes just now gave her a familiar feeling, but she didn't remember it and didn't take it to heart.
That night, Qing Yanrou was thrown into a dream again by Qing Yun. Looking at the ugly and bizarre ghosts in front of her, she once again lamented the narrow-mindedness of her ancestor.
Isn't it just that she suspected that he was blinded by the world and secretly gave Chu Tingbai other shortcuts? He used these to irritate her eyes.
......
"Yanrou, did you not rest well last night?"
Early in the morning, a Taoist priest saw Qing Yanrou with two big dark circles under her eyes and a tired face, and asked worriedly.
"It's okay, my eyes just hurt." My eyes hurt because of the ugliness.
"Let Xiaoyan boil an egg and apply it on you."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he told Xiao Yan to boil eggs. Suddenly, the rapid ringing of the cell phone interrupted Qing Yanrou.
"Manxiang, what's wrong?"
"Rou Rou, come back soon, I'm scared..." Li Manxiang's collapsed and trembling voice came from the phone.
Hearing that Li Manxiang's voice was not right, Qing Yanrou took the canvas bag placed aside and comforted her: "Don't worry, tell me what happened, I'm on my way back."
"I don't know, I don't know, come back soon."
Li Manxiang was so panicked that she was incoherent and kept asking her to go back quickly.
"I won't hang up. Don't be afraid. Just stay in my bed. I'll be there soon."
When Qing Yanrou arrived at the dormitory, she didn't notice anything wrong. Seeing Li Manxiang still shivering on her bed, she hurried over.
"Rou Rou, wu..."
The bed curtain was drawn, and after confirming that it was Qing Yanrou, he climbed down from the bed and went to her side. Unexpectedly, his legs went weak and he almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, Qing Yanrou caught him in time.
"Don't worry, what's wrong? Take your time to tell me." He patted Li Manxiang's back and comforted her.
“Wuwuwu…”
Li Manxiang was too scared. Even though Qing Yanrou was by her side, she still couldn't stop crying. She could only bury her head in her arms, stretching out her trembling hand and pointing at the source of her fear.
Qing Yanrou chanted a meditation mantra to calm herself down. She looked in the direction she pointed and saw a rag doll lying under Li Manxiang's table.
Qing Yanrou helped Li Manxiang up and let her sit on the chair. Realizing that Qing Yanrou was about to leave, Li Manxiang held her hands even tighter.
Qing Yanrou patted her shoulder soothingly, her tone carrying soothing power.
"Don't be afraid, I won't leave. I'll see what it is."
I picked up the rag doll on the ground. It was an ordinary rag doll made of poor quality fabric and rough workmanship.
But this is a carrier, this thing connects Li Manxiang's marriage with the dead.
Qing Yanrou's face darkened. She pulled open the back of the rag doll and found a bloody eight-character horoscope inside. It was obviously the horoscope of a dead person.
"Where did this thing come from?"
Li Manxiang no longer felt the panic and fear she had just felt, and her rationality had returned a lot. But when she saw Qing Yanrou asking about the origin of the doll, the panic and fear came back again.
Seeing that she was still afraid, he placed the doll on the table and drew a meditation mantra between Li Manxiang's eyebrows.
Li Manxiang woke up from the chaos and said to Qing Yanrou in a panic: "Rou Rou, I won't die, right?"
"No, tell me how this got to you?"
Under the influence of the meditation mantra, Li Manxiang calmed down completely and said, "After you left yesterday, Cong'an, Nianlu and I planned to go shopping, but they got calls and left in the middle of the trip."
"It was boring to go shopping alone, so I decided to go to the library to kill time. But when I was standing near a residential building trying to get a taxi, the doll suddenly fell in front of me. When I looked up, I only saw a figure flash by. I thought the owner would come down to pick it up, so I picked it up and waited."
"But no one came to pick it up for a long time. Then the taxi I took arrived, so I put the doll on the flower bed next to me and waited for the owner to come and pick it up."
"But when I got back to the dormitory from the library, this doll was right there on my desk!"
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