Upon seeing Yun Wei's tragic death, Yun Ling was so frightened that her vision went black and she fainted.
As dawn approached, Yunwei and Yunling's father led the villagers, carrying torches, and hurriedly arrived at the mountain.
Finally, they found Yun Ling, who was unconscious, and Yun Wei, who had fallen and was unrecognizable, on the edge of the cliff.
Yunwei really did die more than twenty years ago!
She died at the age of five!
So that means the little girl's body that was in the closet earlier was Yun Wei's?
All of this is quite different from what Yunwei told us before.
She previously said that she and her sister fell off a cliff together, and it was her "sister" Yunling who risked her life to lift her up onto a big tree so that she could climb out and call for help from the adults.
But now it seems that Yunwei has already died from the fall.
Perhaps it was because Yunling was filled with guilt and fear deep inside, and suffered great mental trauma, that she developed serious psychological problems.
He was diagnosed with a condition called "dissociative identity disorder".
In medicine, this condition manifests as a patient's inability to admit serious mistakes. Due to guilt and fear, their personality becomes disordered, transferring the good aspects of their personality to themselves while hiding the bad ones.
Therefore, Yunling always mistakenly believed that Yunwei had not died at the time, and that she was the hero who saved him.
Just as I was still reeling from the shock of that tragic event more than twenty years ago, I suddenly heard the sound of a glass bowl shattering.
At the same time, Grandma Sun's hoarse singing voice rang out.
With an inexplicable penetrating force, it pierced straight into my mind, causing me to become momentarily disoriented.
"Gods have their rules, ghosts have their regulations, each to their own place..."
In an instant, the world before my eyes began to distort and become violently dizzy.
The surrounding scenery seemed to be being pulled and ripped apart by an invisible hand, and the walls flowed and deformed like melted wax.
The ground also became uneven.
I felt dizzy, my stomach churned, and my body began to shake uncontrollably.
As the intense dizziness gradually subsided, I struggled to open my eyes again and found that Grandma Sun had been standing beside me at some point.
She held scissors in one hand and an old ruler in the other.
"Chen Yan, Sister Yunwei, she..."
Xiaomi suddenly threw herself into my arms, already sobbing uncontrollably.
"Chen Yan, is what we saw real? How pitiful Sister Yunwei is..."
I patted her on the shoulder, not knowing what to say.
"Gods of heaven, gods of earth, return to earth... Go back quickly."
Grandma Sun walked up to Xiaomi, cut off a lock of Xiaomi's hair with scissors, and casually threw it on the ground.
He then raised the ruler and struck the empty space in front of me several times, as if driving away something unseen.
After doing all this, she slowly said, "Pick up the liquor in front of you, drink half, and pour out the other half."
When the spicy and pungent liquor flowed down my throat and into my abdomen, I felt as if I had come back to life.
I poured out the remaining half bowl of baijiu.
"Grandma Sun..." I had barely finished speaking when Grandma Sun interrupted me.
"Stop yelling like that! If you can't speak properly, shut up and call me Grandma!"
Grandma Sun glared at me, as if my way of addressing her had committed some terrible taboo.
I quickly followed her lead and called her "Grandma".
Then he voiced his doubts.
"Grandma, why did Yunling turn into a paper doll? And when I tried to burn her with a lighter, she didn't catch fire like other paper dolls. What's going on?"
Grandma Sun turned her head to look in the direction of the back mountain, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
"Three years ago, Yunling's family followed me up the mountain to find the white fox, but who could have imagined that something unexpected would happen that time."
"Because of Yunwei's death, Yunling's obsession is too deep. She can't let go of the aura of a wronged soul. Even the underworld won't accept her, so she can only wander around in this world."
Grandma Sun closed her eyes slightly, as if recalling the scene.
"I was too soft-hearted at the time, so I used a secret method to imbue the paper figure with a spirit, thinking that it would give her a place to rest. Her true soul resides in that paper figure with her birth date written on it."
As soon as Grandma Sun finished speaking, the paper figure with Yun Ling's birth date and time written on it, which had been lying quietly on the ground, suddenly burst into flames without warning.
"well!"
Grandma Sun let out another long sigh, grabbed some rice from her pocket and scattered it on the ground, tears glistening in her eyes.
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, everything is preordained, and this child's hard days are coming to an end."
"She has wandered in this world for too long, and now it's time for her to go where she belongs."
As the paper figures burned, a faint smell of burning filled the air.
Xiaomi and I stood quietly to the side, watching this scene unfold before us, our hearts filled with mixed emotions.
The story of Yunwei and Yunling seems to be coming to an end, but the shadows they left behind are forever etched in our hearts and will never be forgotten.
But what did Mrs. Sun just say?
Possession?
Isn't it only the sacred plum tree that can be imbued with spirits?
I stared in shock at the old lady Sun in front of me, my mind went blank for a moment, and I couldn't even speak properly.
"You...you are..."
"I am Lingmei, I told you before." Grandma Sun seemed to know what I was going to say and spoke slowly.
"The one who accidentally rolled off the cliff from the mountain..."
"Her name is Lin Mei, Lin as in forest!"
Grandma Sun glanced at me with the look of someone looking at an idiot: "My name is Sun Mei. Because I can imbue paper figures with spirits, people in the Xuanmen sect call me Lingmei."
Holy crap!
If there were a mirror right now, I would definitely see that my face looks as ugly as if I had eaten shit.
Did I ask? Yes, I did!
Did she say it? Yes, she did.
"Then why didn't you say so before? Why did you deliberately let those paper figures scare me and arrest me?" I asked indignantly.
Grandma Sun sneered, "I told them to capture you to save your life, but instead you burned the paper figures I used to protect you, and the more I chased you, the faster you ran."
She sighed helplessly, "In the end, I had no choice but to let the little girl go with you."
Little girl?
"You mean... the little girl isn't a white fox?"
Grandma Sun's sarcasm deepened: "There are indeed white foxes on the mountain, but this old woman has guarded this place her whole life and hasn't caught one. Who do you think you are?"
That was very blunt, and it made me so embarrassed that I wanted to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground with my feet.
So, does that mean the little girl is also a paper doll?
So the grandmother she was referring to was actually Old Lady Sun.
So that means Grandma Sun injured her foot before to help me block that red-clothed female ghost with scissors?
"Grandma, where did the little girl go?"
I pressed for an answer.
“The girl…”
Before Grandma Sun could finish speaking, a piercing cry suddenly ripped through the night sky.
Grandma Sun's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she hurriedly invited us into the house.
"Hurry inside, she's here!"
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