Invoking the gods?
Is it really that exaggerated?
No matter how powerful Bai Su is, he's just a vengeful ghost. Is it really necessary to elevate this to the level of summoning a god?
It's like two kindergarten kids fighting, and one of them loses and calls Tyson over to help them get revenge.
The old corpse from the mountain village confronts Erlang Shen?
Xiaomi also asked curiously whether to invite Guanyin Bodhisattva or Sun Wukong.
"You all go back first. I need to make some preparations. I'll know tomorrow morning," Grandma Sun said calmly.
I asked some more questions, such as whether Luo Tianhe's soul could be retrieved and whether my [Earth Soul] could grow back.
And the matter of the evil fetus in Xiaomi's belly.
The only response I got was, "You'll know tomorrow morning."
Despite having a lot of questions, Grandma Sun was unwilling to answer them, so I had no choice but to give up.
I hope that after tonight, I can return to a peaceful life.
On the way back, I saw Xiaomi looking worried with her head down. I thought she was worried about the paper coffin, so I comforted her and said that Grandma Sun would help.
"Chen Yan, don't you find it strange?" Xiaomi suddenly asked.
I asked her what was strange.
"The wardrobe containing Yun Ling's body caught such a big fire that, in theory, the entire room or even the whole house should have been engulfed in flames, but there's not a single sign of it burning yet."
I glanced back in the direction of Grandma Sun's house.
yes.
There was not a trace of fire, not even a wisp of smoke.
"Do you think... it might be a smokescreen? Yun Ling isn't actually dead?" Xiaomi suddenly asked, as if possessed.
He's not dead?
I was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. Isn't it better that you're not dead?
...
There were still several hours until morning, so I planned to go back to Yunling's house to rest first.
But when I actually lay in bed, I just couldn't fall asleep.
My mind is filled with the question of why Bai Su wasn't released from suffering.
Where did the little girl go again?
Just as I was lost in thought, Xiaomi pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a pillow.
She threw her pillow on the bed, kicked off her shoes, and lay down next to me barefoot, acting all familiar.
What are you doing?
I sat up almost reflexively.
"Go to sleep, or what do you want to do?"
Xiaomi looked at me with a half-smile, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.
"Don't you have a room?"
“I used to sleep with Yunwei… no, I mean Sister Yunling, but now that she’s gone, I feel a bit creeped out sleeping in that room.”
Xiaomi seemed to have thought of something and shuddered violently.
I was speechless for a moment, then said I was a man.
Xiaomi said in a serious tone, "I wouldn't sleep with you if you weren't a man! You men have strong yang energy, which can ward off evil spirits."
Do I have a strong yang energy?
I'm afraid you'll be terrified if I tell you, but I don't even have a [ground spirit], and my constitution attracts ghosts.
"Hey, are you going to sleep or not? Hurry up and get some sleep to recharge."
Xiaomi patted my pillow, her two long, straight, beautiful legs casually draped over the blanket.
She tilted her head and looked at me with her big, watery eyes.
"Go to sleep, I need to think about something!"
I was quite sleepy, but after what she did, how could I possibly fall asleep?
"I really don't know what you're afraid of. You've been to places where the light doesn't reach, what else is there to be afraid of? Oh, wait, I almost forgot, other people have a house full of children and grandchildren, you have a handful of children and grandchildren."
"Damn it..."
Xiaomi chuckled, rolled over, and burrowed into the blankets. Soon, rustling sounds could be heard.
Before I could even ask her what she was doing, a fragrant piece of clothing was wiped on my head and tossed onto the chair next to the bed.
Then came another pair of pants.
"No, you're just sleeping, why are you taking off your clothes?" I was completely dumbfounded.
"It's convenient for you!" Xiaomi chuckled.
"No, sis, can't you show some respect?" I said sternly.
Xiaomi looked at me seriously: "If you were sensible, you wouldn't call me 'sister,' but rather 'sister' would call me that."
After saying that, she yawned, turned over, and went to sleep.
Soon after, he began to snore softly.
This girl really doesn't treat me like a man.
Despite her repeated statements that it didn't matter, since the place was already dilapidated.
But she forgot that, despite its dilapidated state, it was still a place we longed for!
I leaned against the headboard, fiddling with the grass slingshot necklace I had made for the little girl.
The necklace is finished, but I don't know when this little girl will arrive.
I leaned against the headboard, drowsiness washing over me in waves, my eyelids growing heavier and heavier, and my consciousness gradually fading.
Just as I was teetering on the edge of falling asleep, a soft murmur, like a faint, fragrant breeze, drifted into my ears.
The voice was sometimes melodious and high-pitched, and sometimes rapid.
I looked at Xiaomi.
They noticed that her eyes were closed, but her face was unusually rosy, just like a beautiful peach blossom blooming on a spring branch.
The blanket covering her had fallen to the floor at some point and was piled up messily beside the bed.
I almost instinctively turned my head to look at the bedside table next to me.
On the bedside table less than 20 centimeters away from me, there was a black paper coffin.
The filthy thing that's been bothering Xiaomi is here!
The last bit of drowsiness vanished instantly.
Although I couldn't see the 'person,' I could feel it staring at me.
I didn't move, but it did.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but Xiao Mi's breathing became even again, and the feeling of being stared at disappeared.
Outside the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten, and the paper coffin was still placed on the bedside table.
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