The resentment came from all directions, carrying intense hatred and a sense of familiarity.
Tuan Tuan's feet sank into the muddy ground, and cold winds swept towards them from all directions. Even Yang Jinchuan, an ordinary human, felt the chilling winds coming straight at them.
What? There are ghosts welcoming his precious daughter here?
The little cutie has arrived, and all the ghosts have come to greet him!
Yang Jinchuan looked left and right, forgetting that Tuantuan hadn't opened his third eye, so he couldn't see anything right now.
Fine, he could only obediently stay by Tuantuan's side and be protected by his daughter.
Juechen's fingers twitched, as if he were calculating something.
As he calculated, he frowned deeply: "The ghostly energy here is too dense. My junior brother Wangchen was right. I think he really can't handle the ghosts here!"
Xiaomei: [How are you so sure he can't handle it?]
Juechen immediately felt a sense of superiority: "Sister Xiaomei, even someone as powerful as me can't deal with him, so Wangchen definitely can't either. He's not even as capable as me."
Xiaomei: [Look at you, so smug.]
Juechen immediately stopped being overjoyed. He lowered his head and remained silent.
His abilities are even inferior to Xiaomei's; he can only keep a low profile.
Yang Jinchuan couldn't see Xiao Mei, but he could see Juechen acting as if he were performing, controlling his emotions with ease, which stunned him.
"Dad, let's go to the Taoist temple first."
Yang Jinchuan nodded, and Tuantuan held her father's hand, refusing to let him hug her.
The three people and one ghost walked forward, stepped onto the steps, passed through a quiet path, and entered the Taoist temple.
The closer you get to the Taoist temple, the stronger the yin energy you can feel.
When the group reached the main gate of the Taoist temple, Juechen was stunned by what he saw.
That arrogant junior brother personally came to greet us with his disciples.
Juechen suddenly felt that he was really prestigious!
Juechen's face lit up with joy, and he said with a smile as he walked forward, "Oh, junior brother, you're too kind. We're all fellow disciples, why bother with all this formality? I..."
Before I could finish speaking, Wangchen, who had come to greet him, bypassed his outstretched hand and walked straight to Tuantuan.
"Little fairy, welcome."
Juechen: ?
So the Joker is him?
Was it him?
It's him!
Xiaomei: [Stop patting yourself on the back, okay?]
Juechen was furious, but he couldn't vent his anger.
Tuan Tuan is all here, how could he have imagined that Wang Chen's welcoming ceremony was prepared for him?
You forgot to bring your brain with you when you left home!
Tuantuan was a little embarrassed by Wangchen's grand gesture, her little face flushed: "Master Wangchen, you're too kind."
"It's only right. You and Mr. Yang have had a long journey. Go to the Taoist temple to rest first. We've prepared vegetarian food for you."
Yang Jinchuan sized up Wangchen. It seemed the ghosts here were not easy to deal with; they had driven the proud Wangchen to such a state.
I never imagined that Wangchen would have such a day.
...
After Tuantuan had eaten and drunk her fill, she first safely escorted Yang Jinchuan to his room to rest.
He then took out a talisman from his person and gave it to him: "Dad, you should wear this on my behalf."
Yang Jinchuan nodded: "Don't worry, Tuantuan, Daddy's right here, I'm not going anywhere."
Tuantuan was still worried: "Dad, Xiaomei will stay and protect you."
Yang Jinchuan: "..."
Let's not do it.
It's better not to know that Xiao Mei is here. Once you find out, and can't see her, the emotional change would be too great. Yang Jinchuan shook his head and refused.
"Let her help you. I have enough of Tuantuan's amulet."
Xiao Mei: [I'll find two ghosts to protect your dad. They can quickly appear in time if anything happens.]
Seeing this, the little dumpling nodded obediently: "Okay, Daddy, be a good boy, Tuantuan will be back soon."
Yang Jinchuan smiled and nodded, watching Tuantuan and Juechen leave.
...
Tuantuan walked out of Yang Jinchuan's room, stood in the backyard of the Taoist temple, sat under a big tree, and listened to Wangchen recount the strange things that had happened recently.
Juechen: "Junior brother, why don't you hurry up and tell us? Our little Tuantuan's time is money."
Wangchen glanced at Juechen: "Senior brother, why are you rushing me? Even rushing to have a baby isn't as urgent as you."
Juechen: "..."
Wangchen ignored Juechen and turned to Tuantuan, saying, "Tuantuan, it's like this. The reason I asked you to come here is because the ghost wants to see you."
"Want to see me?" Tuantuan was stunned. Are there really ghosts this fearless?
Xiao Mei stood behind Tuan Tuan, her hair loose and wearing white clothes. This image reminded Wang Chen of the scarecrow dolls in the fields.
"That ghost first caused trouble in the village at the foot of the mountain, scaring people, and even came out at night to howl like a ghost. When the villagers came to the Taoist temple to find me, the ghost came along with them. It was not afraid of the temple, but instead gave me something and asked me to give it to you."
Wang Chen pulled out a worn-out rattle drum from his pocket.
Upon seeing this, Tuan Tuan's face turned pale instantly, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
When Xiaomei saw this, she was so angry that she wanted to pick up the rattle drum and destroy it!
"Xiaomei, no." Tuantuan's voice was hollow and fearful.
Xiao Mei put her hands back in their original positions, hanging at her sides, her voice cold: "I didn't expect that this kind of trash would still be alive."
Juechen and Wangchen could both see Xiaomei and hear her speak, but they couldn't understand who she was talking about, nor could they understand why Tuantuan looked so terrified.
The little dumpling looked at the worn-out rattle drum, its shoulders slumped, deflated, and its bright eyes lost their sparkle, becoming dull and lifeless.
"Tuantuan, what's wrong? Don't scare me! What are we going to do?!" Juechen was utterly desperate.
He slapped Wangchen's arm angrily: "Put this thing away right now! What were you doing taking this out? Have you been possessed by a ghost?"
Wang Chen was also startled by Tuan Tuan's state: "Senior brother, I don't know what happened either. I didn't expect that an old rattle drum would make such a commotion."
Wangchen reached out to put the rattle away, but a small hand beat him to it, picked it up, and gripped it tightly in its hand.
The force was so great that it crushed the rattle drum.
Leaving the dust & forgetting the dust: !!
What is the origin of this rattle drum that could have such a powerful impact on the little dumpling?
Juechen was so frightened that he was restless and dared not move, and the wrinkles on his face became even more pronounced.
"Tuantuan, are you alright?"
Xiao Mei: [Can't you see for yourself whether something's wrong?! What's wrong with your useless junior brother?!]
Forgotten Trash Dust: "..."
Wang Chen: "It has nothing to do with me. I don't even know that ghost. I'm a victim too! I can't possibly offend Tuan Tuan for the sake of a ghost! Tuan Tuan is our Taoist temple's savior! Our savior!"
Damn it, how come he's caught in the middle?
If he encounters that ghost again, he will rip its tongue out!
Tuantuan raised her head, her face full of anger: "Grandpa Wangchen, take me to find the ghosts! I can't wait any longer, I'm going to kill them!"
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