"An'an, it's your turn to drive."
Kui Ziyu and Yan Shi'an switched seats.
He observed intently, and soon discovered something amiss.
He formed a hand seal and shouted, "Break!"
As the sun rose, the two finally entered Wangjia Village without incident.
As soon as they entered the area of Wangjia Village, Kui Ziyu frowned.
The sky was overcast and the air was cold.
More than ten days have passed since the Ghost Festival, and the yin energy should have dissipated by now, so why is it still so strong?
When the two arrived at the Wang family's old house, Old Mrs. Wang was sitting in the courtyard eating breakfast, leaning on her cane.
Upon seeing the two arrive, he showed neither surprise nor inquiries about their purpose, simply saying, "There are still steamed buns on the stove; go and get some for yourselves."
The two exchanged a glance; after traveling all day, they were indeed starving.
Kui Ziyu asked Yan Shi'an to sit down first, and then went to the kitchen to get bowls, chopsticks and breakfast.
As Grandma Wang watched Kui Ziyu's departing figure, she said to her daughter, "An'an, do you regret it?"
Yan Shi'an paused slightly, bit his lip, and shook his head.
For the first time ever, Old Mrs. Wang gave her a gentle smile.
"It's good that you don't regret it. He had a bad life, but he was a good person, and he was good to you and Kui Kui."
"Now that I, this old hag, am no longer nagging you, you can finally live a peaceful and happy life."
When Yan Shi'an saw his mother acting out of character, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
"Mom, don't say such discouraging things. Ziyu and I love listening to your nagging."
Grandma Wang laughed even harder, her face crinkling into a deep wrinkle.
"Why would anyone like to be scolded! You suddenly came here, Ziyu must have figured something out, right?"
"What is meant to be will be. Everyone dies eventually, An'an, your mother misses your father."
Grandma Wang gazed at the gray sky in the distance.
Although the sun rises every day as usual, it seems unable to shine into Wangjia Village.
Kui Ziyu quickly finished his breakfast, leaving his wife at the old house to keep Wang Laotai company, while he went up the mountain alone.
He felt that the strange phenomena in Wangjia Village were not a natural disaster, but man-made.
The mountain behind Wangjia Village is vast, covered in snow, and stretches as far as the eye can see.
Beyond these mountains lies a direct connection between China and foreign lands.
He searched for two weeks and finally found some clues.
On an old pine tree on the back hill, he found a magic charm.
These are ancient copper coins with the eyebrows of a child.
He had a suspicion in his mind, and as he searched, he found two more Tongmei in one day.
Someone deliberately created a small seven-gate by using seventeen charms, so that wronged souls could wander within it and never find a way out.
Money has passed through many hands and has a strong yang energy. Combined with youthful eyebrows, this can help to suppress the flow of yin energy.
The evil energy in the coffin was introduced into the formation through the talisman, and then the true yang saliva, which is bloody saliva spat out by a person, was used to seal the yin meridians of the corpse in the coffin.
This is a formation invented by Qiu Tongsheng, the first leader of Maoshan Sect, known as the Soul Sealing Formation.
By sealing away the evil spirits, the resentment within the Seven Gates cannot be replenished by the yin energy of the corpses, and will naturally dissipate over time.
However, the person who set up the formation used all the people and livestock of Wangjia Village as living talismans, nourishing them with the lingering yin energy left over from the opening of the gates of hell on the Ghost Festival.
This is no longer a simple soul-sealing formation; it's a soul-nurturing formation!
Once all the Yin energy within the formation is absorbed, who knows what terrifying things will emerge.
As for Wangjia Village, which was used as a living talisman, it naturally became a sacrifice, and not a single person was left alive.
A cold glint flashed in Kui Ziyu's eyes; the formation had to be broken!
Deep in the mountains, inside a cave, a Taoist priest in a gray robe sat on a large rock.
A man who was two meters tall stood in front of him.
In the dim cave, the man's appearance was not clearly visible.
The Taoist priest chuckled strangely, "It's almost over, almost over. Once you've absorbed all this yin energy, you'll be able to transform into a flying zombie!"
Two weeks later, Kui Kui and others, who were far away in Zhonghai City, also finished their military training.
The three girls rode in Xia Menglu's car back to her home in Zhonghai City.
Xia Menglu greeted the maid and then led Kui Kui and Wu Youyou straight to the room where the dolls were kept.
Pushing open the door, the room is lined with transparent display shelves along one wall, filled with various figurines and dolls.
They come in various sizes, but all are exquisitely crafted and gleam under the overhead lights.
Xia Menglu smiled and said, "Welcome to my dollhouse."
"My God! Why didn't I think of using a whole room to store my dolls?"
"I'm going to get one when I get home!" Wu Youyou exclaimed as she walked in.
She wasn't particularly interested in anime figurines, but quickly found the SD doll she'd been longing for on the shelf to her right.
Xia Menglu smiled and said, "I don't live in many houses in Zhonghai City, so my collection is relatively limited."
"If you have the chance to come to Beijing in the future, I will show you the toy house in Beijing."
"Alright! Let's get started!"
Xia Menglu's father, Xia Tian, returned home around lunchtime.
"Miss, are you back?"
"Yes, sir. Miss has returned, and she brought two friends with her. They are in the dollhouse now," the maid replied respectfully.
Summer nodded and went upstairs alone.
The door to the toy house was wide open.
As Xia Tian walked to the door, a doll's head rolled to his feet.
He glanced inside in the direction the doll had come from and saw his daughter happily twisting her doll's hair...
[A casual note: Happy Children's Day to all the big and little friends! May you all have your own dollhouse!]
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