As Zhao Chengyuan listened to other people's experiences, he felt as if he were living in another world; his own experience yesterday was frighteningly mundane.
Fortunately, it wasn't all for naught: "I found this in a side room in the middle courtyard yesterday."
As Zhao Chengyuan spoke, he pulled a palm-sized wooden doll out of his pocket.
Ji Qian leaned closer to take a look and found that the doll was made very exquisitely and realistically, with even the facial features clearly visible.
Unfortunately, perhaps due to its age, the wood around the doll's eyes and limbs has rotted, giving it a somewhat eerie beauty.
【So exquisite!】
[Ancient BJD?]
[It has a kind of exquisite quality that I can't afford]
To be honest, it looks a little scary.
If this thing moves even slightly at night, I'll die on the spot.
But why aren't there any clothes?
It's probably rotten, given how old it is.
“I found a letter in the doll’s hidden compartment, but it was stuck together. I was afraid of accidentally tearing it, so I didn’t take it out.” As he spoke, Zhao Chengyuan turned his gaze to Ji Qian.
Upon receiving the distress signal from Zhao Chengyuan, Ji Qian first nodded slightly to reassure him, and then quickly passed the task of getting the letter to Han Mengyao.
This doll looks like she's from the underworld; she's not ready to bravely venture into the ghost's lair.
Faced with Ji Qian's attempt to shift the blame, Han Mengyao readily accepted it; she absolutely loved this kind of exciting and challenging thing.
"Then let's split up. I'll go with Xu Qi and Mi Yesi to question Master Qian and Madam Qian. Brother Zhao, Sister Meng, and Ying Xu will go get the letter."
Considering the strength and courage of the group, Ji Qian took the initiative to help Mi Yesi and Xu Qi, who seemed the most timid in the group.
Although she wasn't very brave, she was experienced enough to protect the two of them should anything happen.
Seeing that no one else objected, Ji Qian was the first to get up and walk towards the two paper dolls.
She picked up the little girl on her right, then called Xu Qi to bring a large pile of paper money, and headed towards the courtyard gate.
Mi Yesi quickly followed, notebook in hand.
Ji Qian arrived at the courtyard gate, looked up at the old lady hanging on the plaque, and before she could speak, she heard Old Madam Qian greet her, "Good morning, young lady."
Madam Qian spoke gently. If Ji Qian hadn't heard her furious outburst a couple of days ago, she might have genuinely thought she was a kind and gentle old lady.
"Good morning, Mrs. Qian. I'm sure you've already guessed our purpose."
Ji Qian stopped keeping everyone in suspense. Yesterday's twists and turns had really drained her brain cells. With the recording about to end, she didn't have much time to play these tricks on her.
Old Madam Qian hadn't expected her to be so direct, and visibly choked up for a moment before being interrupted by Ji Qian just as she was about to speak:
"As you know, we meant no harm, we were just doing our job."
Of course, it's normal for you to be wary of us.
"How about this, I'll make an equal exchange: if I can let you see Mr. Qian with your own eyes, you'll tell me everything you know, okay?"
Seeing that Madam Qian was still hesitant, Ji Qian administered another strong dose of medicine:
"I met your youngest daughter a couple of days ago. She is mentally unstable and is on the verge of becoming a demon."
If you cooperate with us, we might be able to save her from the brink of death.
No matter when, children are always a parent's Achilles' heel.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Old Madam Qian's body trembled, and within seconds she agreed to Ji Qian's suggestion, however:
"You...you really have a way to let me see Erniu again?"
Madam Qian had been hanging at the door for hundreds of years, and had long since given up any hope of seeing her husband again.
Even before Ji Qian and the others arrived, she didn't know whether her husband's spirit still existed in the world.
She originally thought that she would be satisfied to hear her husband's voice again, but as expected, people are greedy. If she had the chance, she would like to see the old man with her own eyes again.
Seeing that Madam Qian had agreed, Ji Qian quickly started preparing. She first used paper money to reinforce the paper effigy to prevent it from falling apart.
Then she lit the remaining paper money and threw it into the air. The flying paper money burned through the rope around Old Madam Qian's neck.
Just as Madam Qian was about to land, Ji Qian grabbed the paper figure and threw it at her with all her might. Madam Qian's soul was thus put into the paper figure.
The paper figure fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, no longer possessing its previous light and graceful appearance as it moved with the wind.
[This is incredible! Ji Qian has finally performed the ritual!]
[You call this "law"? It's clearly physical possession!]
[This is the first time I've seen such a scientific possession process.]
This scene should theoretically be aesthetically pleasing, so why does it look so rushed?
[After all, it's Ji Qian; it's normal for her to be a bit hasty.]
The whole process happened so fast that Madam Qian was stunned for a while before she finally groped her way up from the ground.
Perhaps because she hadn't touched the ground in a long time, she failed several times in the end.
Ji Qian wanted Xu Qi to help the old lady up, but as soon as she turned her head, she saw that Xu Qi had already darted three hundred meters away.
Mi Yesi remained where she was, but judging from the frequency of her leg trembling, she was clearly not in a good mental state.
Ji Qian sighed resignedly and personally helped the old lady, who was still struggling on the ground, to her feet.
"I'll clear the way for you!" Seeing Ji Qian helping the old lady get closer and closer, Mi Yesi darted into the courtyard, not forgetting to find a reasonable explanation for her actions.
Xu Qi, who had just embarked on a solo journey, also ran back and followed Ji Qian at a distance.
Once inside the courtyard, Ji Qian directed Mi Yesi and Xu Qi to carry another paper figure, while she helped the old lady upstairs.
Because the paper figures' joints are all hard, it is very difficult for them to climb stairs.
Seeing Madam Qian's stiff and slow movements, Ji Qian, in a moment of desperation, simply picked her up and carried her into the main room before putting her down.
We're meeting soon!
Is it normal for female college students to like watching this?
[That's normal; watching a spectacle is in the nature of Chinese people.]
Speaking of which, do you guys remember when Master Qian just got beaten up by Ji Qian?
[My god, is Mr. Qian still got that same ugly face?]
[Help! This tragic love story is turning into a sitcom!]
Oh no, I'm even more excited now!
"Erniu, where are you?" Looking at the empty room, Old Madam Qian was at a loss for what to do.
Hearing this, Qian Erniu, who was hanging from the beam, turned his head and looked at the strangely shaped paper effigy below. He asked incredulously, "Are you... Shuqin?"
Shuqin looked up following the sound, only to see a strange, swollen face: "Who are you?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
