Long Lin's feelings were complicated. This was indeed what he had hoped for, but why did he feel so unhappy?
I always feel a tightness in my chest, a sense of pent-up frustration in my heart.
Ning Hongze's hands trembled slightly.
"Little Grass, what did you just say? Say it again?"
"If love between two people is meant to last, why should they be together every day and night?" Ning Xiaocao smiled and recited another line.
"System? 0321—"
"Host, you need to stay calm about this."
0321 was also somewhat puzzled. If the Heavenly Dao of this world truly had a problem, then it should have been blocked by the Heavenly Dao, but it was still able to communicate normally with its host—
"Host, is it rebirth or possession?"
It should be the latter.
Even if she were reborn, she wouldn't be able to utter such poetic lines.
The little grass can read, but it doesn't understand poetry.
The characters she knew were all taught to her by the original owner of the body, using herbal books.
Therefore, given her limited literary skills, she could not possibly speak eloquently.
Ning Hong closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her expression had returned to normal.
No wonder her attitude changed so quickly?
He thought she had truly come to terms with it.
Ning Xiaocao was slightly tipsy and completely oblivious to Ning Hongze's complicated gaze—
It was midnight.
Ning Hong quietly came out of her room.
They entered Ning Xiaocao's room.
Ning Xiaocao was fast asleep, but a cloud of black mist shrouded her body. Ning Hong then swiftly sent a burst of spiritual energy towards her.
Immediately, a talisman was thrown over as well. The talisman instantly grew larger and covered Ning Xiaocao's body.
The black mist sensed something was wrong and tried to return to Ning Xiaocao's body.
However, it was directly bounced back by the talisman.
He's also a master at drawing talismans.
Unable to return to Ning Xiaocao's body, the black mist vaguely condensed into a human shape.
Why are you stopping me?
Good heavens, he can still speak?
However, seeing this situation made him feel much more at ease.
Judging from the appearance, it wasn't possession, but rather some wandering ghost that took advantage of Xiaocao's uneasy state of mind to possess her.
"You laid a hand on my sister, and you're asking me why I laid a hand on you?"
"I'm helping you. Don't you want your sister to forget about Long Lin?" Black Mist spoke again, but this time her voice was exactly the same as Little Grass's.
"She can't do it. Her heart is full of Long Lin. If I don't possess her body, she simply can't let go," the black mist argued illogically.
“Look, I’m really helping her. Once I’ve absorbed all her emotions, she won’t be sad anymore.”
"Then she's not my sister anymore." Even if the black mist really leaves, is someone without emotions and desires still considered human?
Besides, who knows what this thing is?
Let's just wipe it out first.
Ning Hong is not a traditional cultivator.
He had no other magical artifacts that could deal with these ghosts.
All he can do now is draw talismans, all sorts of talismans.
Ning Hong bit her finger and drew a talisman in the air.
The black mist twisted slightly when it saw Ning Hongze like this.
"Wait, it can't be that bad, it really can't be that bad."
Is this a talisman for striking the heavens with five thunderbolts?
“Your sister is still here. This is a residential area. If you use this ‘Five Thunderbolts’ technique, it could very well hurt your sister and even endanger the nearby residents.”
The black mist writhed, looking somewhat like those modern balloon figures used to attract customers.
"I haven't actually done anything bad. I'm a mountain spirit, specializing in absorbing the negative emotions in human bodies. Your sister's body was already saturated with negative emotions. Really, if I hadn't leaned over, her emotions might have collapsed."
Ning Hong didn't say anything, she just stared at it. Whenever it moved, the talisman would move forward a little.
"Really, I admit it, I sensed that she seemed to have some suicidal thoughts, which is why I wanted to take over her body, since she didn't want to live anymore anyway."
Ning Hong couldn't see the mountain spirit's expression clearly, but she could sense its cautiousness.
"Is everything you said true?" Ning Hong believed that some of what he said was true, but some of it was false.
He might have had an emotional breakdown, but he didn't believe he was misanthropic.
He's already tried so hard, how could his little grass still have any world-weary feelings?
"The mountain spirit's greatest skill is deceiving people."
A voice came from the doorway.
Her voice is quite pleasant.
Ning Hong subconsciously looked towards the door, only to see a person in white gracefully arrive.
The clothes were spotless.
He held a sword in his hand.
He has a handsome face, but he's a bit chubby.
Even though he tried his best to create the image of a refined gentleman with an ethereal air, his physique was just... well, I don't know how to describe it.
"It's you again. Why are you chasing me like this?"
When the mountain spirit saw this fat immortal, it twisted its body even more violently.
"So what if I found out some of your secrets? Is it really worth chasing me all this way?"
This is a real headache.
Who would have thought that this fat guy, who looks serious, is actually a complete drama queen?
He secretly harbored a crush on the fairy on the neighboring mountain and even had some indescribable dreams.
And he's narcissistic too.
I just don't know where he gets the courage to be so narcissistic?
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