An unexpected attack
The early morning sunlight came into the house. Most cats are afraid of light, and the morning light shining on Yi Ning made her twist her body unconsciously. Her movement woke up Wu Siqi. She opened her eyes and relaxed until the sleepiness subsided, then she realized that there was someone in her arms.
Her warm hair rubbed against the side of his arm, and a faint fragrance permeated her body. She slept peacefully, and she felt Wu Siqi step back a little, wrinkling his nose and nodding towards her.
This person was dishonestly rubbing against her chest, and her loose buttoned pajamas were exposed by her. She raised her palm and pressed Yi Ning's forehead to push her away.
The guy who was pushed away half-opened his eyes sleepily. Her voice was sticky and hoarse with just waking up, "Xiao Wu? What's wrong?"
The hand that was against her forehead dropped down, pinching her cute cheek. Wu Siqi bared his teeth and said, "You restless guy."
"Get up, it's time to go to work." She turned over and sat up, picked up her cell phone. It was already past eight o'clock and the alarm was about to ring. She slid the module to turn off the alarm, leaving a ruthless back view to Yi Ning who was still lying there.
Yi Ning rushed Wu Siqi to the event site, but after staying there for a while, he was called away by Fan Yu.
Yi Ning was very distressed after hanging up the phone. It was very dangerous with so many people coming and going here. Wu Siqi said helplessly: It is safer when there are so many people. That evil spirit can't be so crazy that he comes out to eat people in broad daylight.
After sending the person away, Wu Siqi breathed a sigh of relief. She needed a private environment to breathe. The changes that had taken place between her and this person in the past two days caught her off guard.
She didn't know who started kissing first before going to bed last night. She only remembered that they were kissing before she was too sleepy to realize it.
On Sunday morning, most people were still asleep and the place was very empty. Wu Siqi, holding a bottle of mineral water, walked to an empty corner of the sky garden on the third floor of the mall and sat down to relax.
She opened her phone to check the data report. The activities of the homeless shelter were going smoothly. Most of the children waiting to be adopted had successfully found new homes. The fund-raising also reached the initial goal yesterday and the contract amount was completed.
She slid the form document away, turned off her phone, placed her hands on her knees, lowered her head and gently clamped them between them, and her ID card slid down and dangled in the air.
Wu Siqi stared at the ID photo above, she couldn't tell who was who.
Her heart now felt like she was on the ship of Theseus, unable to tell whether the ship, with its wood completely replaced, was still the original ship.
She buried her head and used her fingertips to pick up the condensed water droplets on the mineral water bottle, and wrote on the cement floor stroke by stroke - Lai Siyuan.
Wu Siqi stared at the three words until the moisture dissipated and the words gradually became blurred.
Many memories flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope. These were the twenty-nine years that belonged to Wu Siqi, but mixed in were also some fragments of memories that did not belong to Wu Siqi. They were like foreign invaders in her mind, and she instinctively avoided reading those fragments.
These fragments of memory came flooding back the moment she learned the spell to control the paper figurines that night.
As she was gradually losing her way, her phone vibrated twice in a row and Chen Yiming sent her a message.
Chen Yiming: Where are the people?
Chen Yiming: Where did you go?
The two short and angry texts made Wu Siqi frown. They had been classmates for many years. The usually gentle and polite person seemed to have his skin torn off by something, revealing his brutal true face.
She replied: Garden on the third floor, anything wrong?
The screen was on quietly, and there was no response from the other side for a long time.
She remembered that on the first day of the activity, Yi Ning said that he smelled blood on him.
In a flash, a terrible idea popped up in her mind. Before she could confirm the idea, a sharp pain in the back of her head made her lose consciousness.
The whole person fell straight into the endless darkness.
Yi raised his head fiercely, "How is this possible!"
She was so frightened that she held the flower album in her hand, and a biting chill filled her heart.
Her pupils were out of focus, and the flower book trembled at her fingertips. She held her shaking wrist with her other hand, "I clearly changed Xiaowu's fortune book! Why is it still like this? Mother Meng, why!"
After saying that, she threw the flower album onto the table.
"Destiny cannot be violated." Meng Meng answered her helplessly, hands behind her back, and walked in a circle around the three people in front of her. "You did change the fate book, but the laws of heaven still apply. You can change it, and so can heaven. It was her fate to die at its hands."
Fan Yu's face looked even worse. She stood there in black clothes without saying a word. She had been toyed with by the evil spirit for a whole half month, and more and more people were dying because of it.
Wu Siqi's soul-calling flower book did not record the cause of death, but when it appeared at this time, the four of them guessed that the murderer must be someone controlled by the resentful ghost.
Meng Meng summoned the three of them after the monthly ghost meeting, so that they could seize the opportunity to capture the resentful ghost in one fell swoop and not let more innocent souls disappear.
The time was written on the flower album: 12:15 pm. It was only a little after five in the mortal world. Meng Meng handed the Soul-Calming Bell to Yi Ning and warned her, "Be careful in everything you do. Don't go against the will of heaven."
Meng Meng waved his hand and opened the ghost gate for them, saying softly, "Go early and come back early."
She watched the three people step through the Ghost Gate and then withdrew her power. Meng Meng left the house. A blood moon hung high in the underworld, black Lycoris radiata were everywhere, and the Forgetful River flowed quietly in the distance.
Cui Pan recently discovered that the lifespans of humans didn't match the accounts, so he took the Ox-Head and Horse-Face to check the accounts in the Fortune Book Pavilion, suspecting that ghosts had secretly changed the fortune books. In order to prevent Yi Ning from being discovered, Meng Meng often went there to help cook the accounts.
She didn't feel too guilty about it, after all, there were many ghosts who came to the scene to cook the books.
When they returned to the human world, the afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the earth. The three immortals Yi Ning landed on the roof of the shopping mall where the homeless shelter was located.
As soon as the soles of his shoes touched the ground, Yi Ning transformed into a cat and rushed out, "Oh no! Xiao Wu is not here!"
Fan Ling gritted his teeth: "It got there first again! Damn it."
Fortunately, Xiao Wu was wearing her spiritual knot, and her location was more than ten kilometers south. She turned around and shouted to Fan Ling and Xie Ling who were standing there: "I can identify her location, hurry up and follow her!"
As the important matter was at hand, Xie Ling was no longer as playful as usual. Instead, he flew out of the building with a serious face.
The scorching sun sets in the west, sinking into darkness along the horizon, and street lights replace sunlight to illuminate the world.
After breaking free from her drowsy consciousness, Wu Siqi felt tingling all over her body, and the back of her head was sticky as if some liquid had stuck to her neck.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of black leather shoes. Looking up, she saw a ferocious face. Chen Yiming was not wearing his gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes were bloodshot, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
She looked up and saw the moon high in the sky. Her hands were tied behind her back as she lay under the lime wall of the rooftop.
She asked it, "Who are you? Taoist Xiahou, right?"
Chen Yiming laughed maniacally and said, "As expected of Lai Siyuan, he has managed to maintain his cultivation even after reincarnation. He recognized me at first sight."
His voice was hoarse, as if he was roaring from the bottom of his throat, completely different from Chen Yiming's original deep bass.
He half-knelt in front of Wu Siqi, stretched out his hands to strangle her neck, and roared: "I have been hiding for four hundred years just for this moment. I have no grudge against you, why did you hurt me! You made me die without a burial place!"
"Lai Siyuan!" He squeezed out her name from his throat, like a low moan coming from the depths of purgatory.
"I want you to never be reborn!"
He became increasingly frantic and pulled out a sharp dagger from his suit pocket. "I will cut your flesh piece by piece, letting you feel the pain of your blood draining away, and then I will devour your soul piece by piece!"
He swung the dagger and cut a gash on her left cheek. Blood gushed out instantly, and the stinging sensation didn't have time to reach her nerve endings. He cut her arm with the next knife.
Wu Siqi was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and said, "This is not a reason for you to hurt others. If you want revenge, come and kill me. Why did you kill so many children? You deserve to die!"
She believed that Yi Ning would come to save her, so she had to find a way to delay time. She didn't want to die at the hands of such a person.
"I ate those souls for their own good. Those souls didn't want to live in this world and felt that the human world was not worth living. I just gave them a ride. What crime have I committed?" Chen Yiming smiled contemptuously, without any sense of guilt.
"It is an honor for those souls to be able to become a force that strengthens me. Don't you also want to become an immortal? I won't let you have your wish. You think you are so clean."
He raised his hand, grabbed Wu Siqi's shirt collar, lifted her up into the air, and suddenly let go, letting her fall freely.
When he landed, his calf hit a protruding brick on the ground. Wu Siqi groaned in pain and felt dizzy and had no ability to think about anything.
"The fire lasted for three days and three nights. Do you know how many lives you have killed? Compared with you, Lai Siyuan, I am a kind person." Chen Yiming cut another line on her thigh, breaking the artery and bleeding profusely.
"She has been atoning for this sin for four hundred years, and in this life she is even more plagued by disasters. When will it be your turn to judge her?"
Yi Ning's voice came from the sky, and a long black soul-catching rope swept across. Chen Yiming's body bent strangely, and he jumped lightly onto the wall of the rooftop.
"You came really fast." Chen Yiming raised his eyes and looked around at the three ghost immortals. "Just three of you. Do you look down on me?"
"It's enough to deal with you." Fan Yu held a mourning stick in his left hand and a soul-catching rope in his right hand, staring at him coldly.
While they were trash-talking each other, Yi Ning flashed and hugged Wu Siqi to his side, concentrating his spiritual energy to stop the bleeding from her wound. Her white shirt was covered in blood, and Yi Ning was so distressed that he almost cried.
She patted Wu Siqi, who was about to faint: "Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu, wake up, don't sleep! You will die if you sleep!"
"I won't sleep." Wu Siqi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her voice. She weakly whispered to her, "I'll listen to you. I won't accept my fate. I won't die."
"Xiao Wu..." Yi Nian's heart was broken.
Fan Yu called out to the two people who were acting out the idol drama, "Henning! She can't die, come and help her! Damn, this thing is actually half immortal!"
Xie Ling yelled at him, "Damn it, you're hiding in a mortal's body like a coward! If you have the guts, come out! You keep attracting lightning and discharging electricity, do you think you're an electric eel?"
Chen Yiming stood on top of the water tank, constantly practicing thunder spells in his hands to block the soul-grabbing ropes flying towards him, sneering: "The Black and White Impermanence are just like this, I can beat ten of them!"
The Soul-Catching Rope was knocked away, and her face was black and gray from the lightning. Yi was so angry that her eyes were blazing. "You said it, don't regret it."
She raised her hand and formed a seal, then took out four talismans from her sleeve pocket. They spontaneously combusted without fire, and the blood-red color of the moon in the sky quietly spread. Several gates of hell suddenly appeared on the rooftop.
The air seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and a chilling coldness pressed down. The coldness even made Wu Siqi's blood flowing on the ground freeze into ice. The Black and White Impermanence with stern faces walked out of the door on all four sides.
"I think you are a very serious person." Chen Yiming pointed at Yi Ning and cursed.
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