"Ah..." Lin's mother couldn't help but cry out, with panic in her eyes.
Jiang Xuxu's expression remained unchanged. Three yellow talismans in his hand quickly flew out and simply wrapped the paper lanterns layer by layer. The pulled fluorescent light finally stopped in mid-air.
Before Jiang Xuxu had time to take a breath, he saw the yellow talismans that originally wrapped the paper lanterns began to turn into black ashes one by one.
Her brows suddenly twisted, and three more yellow talismans flew out, wrapping her. At the same time, she stretched out two fingers, as if to catch the fluorescent light in the void, and quickly sent it along the red line into Lin Ruirui's brows.
At the moment when the fluorescent light completely penetrated Lin Ruirui's brow, the red line in the void that was originally connecting the paper lantern disappeared instantly. At this time, the paper lantern wrapped in six yellow talismans began to shake violently.
Lin's mother was so frightened that she didn't even bother to check on her daughter.
Seeing the end of the soul-guiding, Jiang Xuxu raised his hand without hesitation, and a beam of spiritual light directly shone into the paper lantern, and he shouted in a low voice,
"Behave yourself!"
The paper lantern seemed to be slapped in the face by someone. It stopped for a moment, but it continued to shake violently as if unwillingly trying to get closer to Lin Ruirui.
Jiang Xuxu simply took out a bundle of red ropes, and the red ropes flew out, directly tying the paper lanterns into a ball of wool.
Then another yellow talisman was pasted on it, and it finally calmed down and was stuffed back into the backpack.
Lin's mother was stunned watching.
"Little Master, this is..."
Could it be the soul of her daughter?
"What's in here..." Jiang Xuxu was about to speak, but suddenly heard a hoarse hum from the bedside.
"……mom?"
Hearing this voice, Lin's mother's whole body suddenly stiffened. She no longer cared about the ball of yarn and suddenly turned her head to look at Lin Ruirui on the bed.
The moment she clearly met her daughter's gaze, Lin's mother's heart, which had been numb for more than a year, began to tremble violently at this moment.
Her eyes turned red almost instantly.
"Rui Rui?..."
Mother Lin's voice choked with sobs. She suddenly threw herself to the bedside, tears streaming down her face. "Rui Rui, look at me. You can speak now... Rui Rui, my daughter, wuwuwuwu..."
As Lin's mother said this, she hugged Lin Ruirui and couldn't hold back her tears any longer.
Lin Ruirui felt like she was dreaming, and her face was filled with confusion and helplessness.
She didn't understand why she seemed to have only slept for a while, but her mother seemed to have aged ten years...
Jiang Xuxu saw the mother and daughter "reunited" and did not interrupt them. She walked out of the room and closed the door for them.
In the room, the sounds of Lin's mother crying and Lin Ruirui's hoarse coaxing were intermittent. After a long time, Lin's mother finally opened the door.
She wiped her tears, and even though she still looked old and haggard, she seemed to come alive in an instant, and there seemed to be light in her eyes.
She walked forward and thanked Jiang Xuxu again, and Jiang Xuxu accompanied her back into the room.
Inside the house, Lin Ruirui had obviously just cried. She looked at Jiang Xuxu with a complicated expression.
She recognized her.
She is... Guan Ruirui's sister, Guan Xuxu.
"Did Guan Ruirui ask you to come?"
Lin Ruirui hadn't spoken for a long time, and her voice was a little hoarse. There was a hint of wariness and fear in her eyes as she looked at Jiang Xuxu.
Although Jiang Xuxu and Guan Ruirui went to the same high school, they were in different classes. However, Lin Ruirui had heard Guan Ruirui talk about her "sister" in private.
That year, Jiang Xuxu was busy learning the mysterious arts from his master and had no idea about school affairs, let alone the existence of Lin Ruirui.
Seeing her eyes at this time, he just said, "My surname is Jiang now, and I have nothing to do with her anymore."
Lin's mother didn't understand what was going on, so she explained what had just happened to Lin Ruirui.
Knowing that it was Jiang Xuxu who saved her, Lin Ruirui was still a little dazed.
I don’t understand how Guan Ruirui’s sister knows all this.
But that didn't stop her from thanking her.
"I... I don't know what happened to me..."
Lin Ruirui had no idea what had happened in the past year. She just felt like she had had a very long dream. In the dream, she saw many students with despair in their eyes, and they jumped down from a rooftop one by one.
As she looked at those eyes, she felt as if she were wrapped in despair, unable to struggle.
"Your soul has been detained, causing you to lose your mind for more than a year. I originally thought that the one who detained your soul was the owner of the skull in the abandoned teaching building, but when I guided your soul just now, I found that it was actually this skull that was detaining you."
Jiang Xuxu said this as he took out the paper lantern that was tangled into a ball of thread from his backpack.
When Lin's mother saw the ball of thread, she remembered how violently it had shaken just now, and she couldn't help but stand in front of Lin Ruirui.
"Little Master, what on earth do you have here?"
Jiang Xuxu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lin Ruirui, and said,
"The one imprisoned in here is the vengeful spirit of your unborn child."
Lin's mother and Lin Ruirui were both stunned, looking at the ball of thread with surprise in their eyes.
"That child's...ghost?"
"I guess that when you had a miscarriage in the abandoned teaching building, the soul of the child was bound to the rooftop. That place has accumulated a lot of resentment because of the continuous suicides of students.
In addition, the unborn baby itself had great resentment, and it absorbed the resentment and naturally became a powerful resentful baby."
What Jiang Xuxu didn't say was that the abandoned teaching building had itself been set up with a magic array to gather resentment, and those silk threads were the resentful threads that grew out of the skull wrapped in the eye of the array.
In those years, there were constant suicides by students, probably due to the resentment in the teaching building, which magnified the despair and resentment in the students' hearts.
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