Chapter 24 Dirty Things 2
Yang Mian gently patted Yang Ma's hand, her voice soft but reassuring: "Yang Ma, don't worry, now that I'm here, I will help you to the end." After that, she walked to the bed with steady steps, her eyes fixed on the girl on the bed.
The girl's brows were tightly knitted together and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She seemed to be trapped in a horrible nightmare and entangled in endless pain.
Yang Mian took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hand. With a doctor's gentleness and composure, he gently placed it on the girl's wrist.
Then, she slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her whole body immersed in an ethereal state, feeling the evil spirit hidden in the girl's body with all her heart and soul.
In an instant, a bone-chilling chill as cold as an ice cellar rushed up Yang Mian's arm. Her face suddenly turned slightly pale and her muscles subconsciously tensed for a moment, but it was only in a flash, and she calmed her mind with her great concentration.
Deep in his heart, Yang Mian silently recited an ancient and mysterious spell. Each syllable seemed to carry a mysterious power. He tried to establish communication with this resentful evil spirit and explore the root cause of its possession.
Deep in Yang Mian's consciousness, a vague image gradually emerged like a ghost shrouded in fog.
It was a woman dressed in modern clothes, with messy long hair flying wildly, her face twisted to be almost hideous due to extreme pain and resentment, her mouth kept opening and closing, and she let out shrill cries.
Yang Mian asked, "Why are you pestering this innocent girl?"
The woman's voice sounded like a ghost crying in the cold night, "I was framed and died unjustly. I was filled with resentment. I found this body by chance and wanted to take revenge!"
Yang Mian continued to persuade her patiently: "This girl has nothing to do with your injustice. If you continue like this, you will not only endanger her life, but also put yourself in deeper sin. Why don't you tell me all your grievances, and I will find a way to seek justice for you."
When the woman heard this, she fell silent. The air seemed to be filled with her inner entanglement and struggle, as if she was weighing whether this was the only way to get rid of her pain.
"You...can you really help me?" The woman's voice trembled slightly, with a complex emotion of desire for hope and doubt.
"I never lie to people, let alone ghosts." Yang Mian's tone was firm and sincere, and every word was like a reassurance, powerful and resounding.
"Okay, but I've been attached to her for too long and I can't get out." The female ghost had been attached to the girl for too long. If Yang Mian hadn't appeared, she would have almost merged with her.
At this time, Yang's mother was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She clenched her hands tightly together, her knuckles turned white due to the force, and stared at Yang Mian without blinking, not daring to breathe, for fear of missing any details.
Yang Mian suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said to Yang Ma, "Yang Ma, I want to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirit for her."
Mother Yang nodded hurriedly.
Yang Mian methodically set up the incense table in the house with skillful and solemn movements, and then lit the incense and candles.
The jumping flames cast swaying shadows in the dim room, adding a touch of mystery to the ritual.
Yang Mian held a peach wood sword in his hand and muttered something. The spell seemed to have come from ancient times, carrying a terrifying power.
As the spell was recited, the air in the room seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, becoming extremely heavy and making it difficult to breathe.
The evil spirit seemed to sense a huge threat and began to become restless, emitting bursts of low roars, as if making its last struggle.
Yang Mian seized the opportunity, his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, he lit the yellow paper in his hand, shouted loudly, and swung it vigorously in the direction of the girl.
In an instant, a dazzling golden light flashed, and the possessed evil spirit let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if struck by lightning, and was instantly pulled out of the girl's body.
Yang Mian was quick-witted and quick-handed. He quickly used a talisman prepared in advance to trap the evil spirit in a small gourd. The runes on the talisman flashed with strange light, firmly imprisoning the evil spirit and leaving it no chance to escape.
This gourd is her Taoist treasure.
I didn't expect that I would follow her through.
The girl whose evil spirit was taken away, her originally bloodless cheeks gradually turned faintly red, her brows slowly relaxed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
"Mom, what's wrong with me?" The girl's voice was confused and weak, as if she had just woken up.
When Mother Yang saw this, she was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes. The tears burst out like a flood. She rushed to her daughter's bedside and held her daughter's hand tightly, as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world.
"It's okay, daughter. You just slept for a long time." Mother Yang didn't want to tell her daughter the terrible things that happened to her. She was afraid that her daughter would be scared. She just wanted to use her warm embrace to dispel all the haze for her daughter.
Yang Mian looked at the evil spirit trapped in the gourd and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will keep my promise, find out the injustice for you, and give you justice. But you must never hurt others at will in the future." The evil spirit seemed to understand Yang Mian's words, and the power of its original crazy struggle gradually subsided, and the gourd returned to a brief calm.
After dealing with all this, Yang Mian said to Yang Ma, "Yang Ma, your daughter is fine now, but she still needs to be nursed back to health for a while. I will prescribe some more medicine, and you should give it to her on time." Yang Ma was filled with gratitude, holding Yang Mian's hand, her lips trembling, and words of gratitude pouring out like a string of cannonballs.
"Thank you, Miss. I will definitely help you in the future at the Yang family."
"No, I don't need your help. Please don't help me. Don't interfere in the affairs between me and the Yang family. You will only make things worse. I am here to break off the relationship, not to recognize it."
"Ah?" Mother Yang didn't understand.
Yang Mian didn't intend to explain too much to her. "Anyway, you don't have to worry about it. I won't let myself suffer any loss. You can just save some food for me when I don't have any at home."
"Okay, okay, leave it to me." Mother Yang had nothing to repay Yang Mian with, but she could still save the meal for him.
"Then I'll leave first. You should have a good talk with your daughter."
"Go slowly, young lady."
After leaving Yang Ma's house, Yang Mian didn't feel relieved at all.
The sunlight was already quite hot, shining on her body, but it could not dispel the haze deep in her heart.
She knew that the work of seeking justice for the wronged soul had just begun, and there might be more unknown secrets hidden behind this.
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