Chapter 10
"ha……"
On the deserted summit of West Mountain, amidst the raging winds, a single person stood unaffected in mid-air.
Suddenly, the person seemed to sense the change in wind direction, raised an eyebrow, and withdrew from their defensive posture. Instantly, Lingxi felt like a drifting duckweed, swaying precariously. Gradually, she seemed to adapt to the presence of the wind, and even actively tried to control it.
The wind whizzed past her fingertips, playfully blowing her neatly tied ponytail apart.
Lingxi blew away the strands of hair that were sticking to her mouth, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingers moved quickly through a series of hand seals. At this moment, the loose strands of hair floated smoothly behind her again. Unconsciously, the wind seemed to soften, carefully surrounding Lingxi, willingly submitting to her control.
She slowly withdrew her true energy, and the wind raging on the mountaintop gradually subsided, causing the clouds and mist that had been ravaged and crushed by the wind to regroup.
The sun's rays cleaved through the clouds, gilding the mountain peaks, which appeared and disappeared amidst the sea of clouds.
The beautiful scenery calmed her emotions somewhat, and Lingxi regained her calm expression.
Her wind manipulation technique is finally complete!
"Suyuan, from now on, I can fly too!"
Hehe~
He had been all serious and aloof just moments before, but now he was grinning like a fool in front of Su Yuan.
Lingxi no longer had any image to maintain in front of him; besides, they were already bound together tightly.
There's no need to pretend.
Su Yuan praised earnestly, "Excellent."
No wonder he is favored by Heaven.
"hey-hey……"
"Huh~"
The security tape she set up at the gate was touched.
Lingxi closed her eyes, and when she sensed who was coming, a look of joy appeared on her face. Using her newly learned wind-riding technique, she rode the wind down from the mountaintop.
Jin Moli knew everything, so she didn't try to hide it and went straight to her.
"Ling... Sister."
Jin Moli's pupils dilated slightly, and she didn't even notice the plastic bag in her hand falling to the ground.
Lingxi's figure was ethereal and graceful. Bathed in the dazzling sunlight, she radiated a halo, like a goddess descending from the heavens.
The lingering breeze from the landing ruffled Jin Moli's hair. Lingxi took a step forward, helped her tidy her disheveled hair, and laughed, "Our little Moli is mesmerized! Tell me, isn't your older sister amazing?"
Jin Moli nodded like a chick pecking at rice, her round eyes sparkling.
Lingxi rubbed her tired face and didn't mention Jin Jiajun. Instead, she said softly, "Would you like your sister to take you for a spin?"
"Is...is that okay?"
"sure."
After Lingxi finished speaking, she made a hand seal, and a gust of wind swept over the two of them. Before Jin Moli could react, in the blink of an eye, she was lifted into the sky by Lingxi.
There weren't many people in the village, and the surrounding area was sheltered by trees. Lingxi carried her straight up to the top of the mountain.
As Jin Moli watched the ground recede into the distance, she instinctively tightened her grip on Lingxi's neck. The higher they flew, the more Jin Moli closed her eyes. The whistling of the wind filled her ears, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Lingxi's shoulders, feeling at ease only when she could feel Lingxi's body heat.
Sensing the movement on her body, Lingxi looked down at the frightened little girl, and quietly found a good angle to suspend herself in mid-air.
Jin Moli was used to keeping everything to herself. She was well-behaved and sensible, but this gradually caused her to lose the vitality of a young person and experience the pain of loss.
Lingxi had experienced it firsthand and knew that feeling of helplessness. She wanted to help her get out of that situation and let it out.
"Jasmine, look!"
A gentle breeze blew by, and Jin Moli tentatively opened her eyes a crack, still holding onto her hands. Seeing that it wasn't as scary as she had imagined, she opened her big eyes and looked around curiously.
Linxi Cave is often shrouded in fog, so it's not unusual, but Jin Moli's eyes remained fixed on it.
Standing on high ground, the view opens up dramatically, with rolling mountains, villages, and fields stretching below. Looking around, the clouds and mist swirl around, creating a scene of ethereal beauty that makes one marvel at the wonders of nature.
"Chirp chirp..."
"Coo coo..."
"..."
"Huh... a bird..."
As they lingered longer, yellow-bellied tits, spotted munias, and even some birds of unknown species that they had met a few times before flew toward them.
Lingxi spotted an old acquaintance among the birds and smiled, "That's a yellow-bellied tit, my friend."
As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, and the titmouse obliged to perch on it, its little head turning around and looking at something in its beady eyes.
Jin Moli unconsciously loosened her grip around Lingxi's neck and turned her head to look at the sparrow in Lingxi's hand.
"Would you like to stand up and try?"
Jin Moli looked at the empty space before her and wanted to shake her head.
"Give it a try."
"Just like my sister, it's very simple." These few words were full of a unique allure.
The innocent child couldn't resist the tempting offer, overcame his fear, grabbed Lingxi with his hands, and slowly lowered his feet down.
Until my foot stepped on something.
"Huh?"
She tentatively stepped on it several times; it was hard as a rock, just like standing on the ground. After her second foot landed, she tentatively moved one foot to the side to test the ground. Sure enough, only the spot where she had just stepped was solid.
"It's hard...".
"Yeah, does that make you feel safe?"
"Hmm, the wind... is it strong?"
“We shouldn’t underestimate the wind,” Lingxi said with a smile.
"The wind is free; it can do whatever it wants, whatever it can do."
It can make branches and leaves tremble and lakes ripple, or it can make waves crash and all things sing.
Controlling the wind, controlling the wind... it turns out they were controlling... her, not the wind!
In the blink of an eye, Lingxi gained a deeper understanding of the wind.
The wind beneath my feet seemed stronger, yet also softer.
Jin Moli nodded as if she understood, her anxiety subsiding without her noticing. She released Lingxi's neck and instead took Lingxi's hand.
She even spread her arms wide, put one hand to her mouth like a megaphone, let go of her burdens, and shouted loudly towards the sun.
"ah--"
The sound echoed among the distant mountains.
The frustration in her heart seemed to vanish instantly. The past was the past, and Jin Moli had to look forward; things would only get better from now on.
The flock of birds that had been flying around were startled and scattered.
"Are you cold?" The temperature at high altitudes was even lower than in Lingxi Cave. Jin Moli's palms felt warm to the touch, but Lingxi still asked with concern.
"No...it's not cold."
"Okay, let's do one more lap."
"hehe……"
Even after Lingxi brought her back to the front yard, Jin Moli was still immersed in the flight and hadn't come back to her senses.
"Sister, this is so...fun!"
After she finished speaking, she noticed the plastic bag lying on the ground, and her smile froze.
Oh no, I forgot about the important business I haven't done yet.
Jin Moli quickly ran over and brought the plastic bag to Lingxi. The plastic bag was very thin and looked like some kind of document.
Then they simply hung the plastic bag on her hand.
Jin Moli: "Sister Ling... Sister, can... wait until I get back... before... opening it to look at it?"
Wow, that's so mysterious.
Seeing Jin Moli's expectant gaze, Lingxi nodded, "Okay, I promise you."
After Jin Moli walked away, Lingxi curiously opened the bag and her eyes widened when she saw the words on the document.
House donation agreement.
Lingxi: ? ? ?
She knew that rural houses and homesteads could only be transferred to people from the same village, and outsiders needed the consent of the village collective and could only obtain the right to use the house, not the right to use the homestead.
Unless she can settle in Linxidong.
There was also a bank card inside the plastic bag, with the bank card PIN written on it.
No, this has completely stumped Lingxi.
This is hardly a plastic bag; it's unworthy of being called one.
She was only able to lend a hand; it was just a small favor. She really couldn't accept such a reward!
No, we'll return the things after Grandma Lin has finished her funeral arrangements.
call……
...
A dilapidated Taoist temple at the entrance of Linxidong Village and on the mountainside of Linxi.
"Frame...bang bang..."
After repairing the door frame, Old Daoist Yun looked around at the patched-up houses and remarked, "Is this really that dilapidated?"
His temple is leak-proof, sheltered from the wind and sun.
How wonderful!
Money should be spent wisely.
After admiring his own Taoist temple in private, Master Yun slowly entered the kitchen.
The kitchen was small, with a wood-burning stove, a table, two wooden stools, and a medicine cabinet against the wall on one side. It was a medicine cabinet made of old elm wood from a hundred years ago, with forty drawers on top, each with three compartments, and could hold a pound of medicine. Each drawer was labeled, but the old Taoist priest did not write the names of the medicines, but rather various spices and dried goods. There were also some of his treasures inside.
Old Man Yun sniffed, watching the heat, and didn't go anywhere, sitting by the stove watching the chicken stewing in the pot.
"I knew you had good food here."
Before the chicken was even cooked, people came smelling the aroma. Hearing the sounds, Old Daoist Yun curled his lip in disgust.
Especially after seeing his clothes, it was almost blinding. April weather is a bit strange, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, but nothing like the person in front of me, wearing a big red coat and a flowery hat. You could easily believe he was an old woman.
"Can you look in the mirror before you come out?"
The visitor didn't seem to care, saying, "At my age, I just need to be comfortable. What's the point of being so particular?"
"Besides, look how beautiful this red is!"
The old man pulled himself up to sit on a stool and continued, "If only my wife were here, I could buy her one, and we could go out together, like those matching couple outfits."
Old Daoist Yun really didn't want to listen anymore, and just then the chicken soup was ready. "Want some? If not, go back."
"Eat! You always have to ask me that. What am I doing here if I'm not going to eat?"
"Shut up."
Master Yun felt that this person was there to bring him bad luck, thinking back to how carefree he used to be all alone.
"What are you still standing there for?" The old man showed no manners as a guest, taking a bowl and ladling out a bowl of chicken soup right in front of the host.
"Old Liu, I'm out of luck, you've managed to get me stuck with this."
Old Liu took a sip of the delicious chicken soup and said, "Do you think I wanted this? Don't you know who was the one who couldn't afford to eat and refused to leave my house? If it weren't for my wife's kindness, you wouldn't even know how old you would be now."
"Besides, if I save you and you save me, just accept your fate. We're entangled for life."
Old Daoist Yun wasn't really interested. He complained, but he actually wanted him to come. Otherwise, he couldn't finish a whole chicken soup by himself!
Old Liu knew perfectly well that this man had bought the chicken and was shouting it from his house, as if he was afraid Old Liu hadn't heard him.
While drinking, I kept saying that Master Yun's cooking skills were really good, and the chicken soup was so delicious.
After finishing his drink, Old Liu tore off a piece of paper, quickly wiped his mouth clean, and then, as if remembering something, asked mysteriously, "Are you going to the Jin family tonight to perform a ritual?"
"Um."
Old Master Yun slowly sipped his soup, waiting for his next words.
"Old Master Yun, the Jin family has been haunted!"
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