"Be mentally prepared? What do you mean?"
The faceless palace maid had a bad feeling.
The little dumpling hugged the Soul-Stabbing Needle from behind her.
"Ah??" the faceless palace maid screamed.
Even the Fairy of the Blessed Fruit stared wide-eyed.
"You call this thing a tiny, thin needle? I think it's more like a big club!" the faceless palace maid complained.
A silver iron rod, as thick as an adult's arm, was pointed at one end and gleamed coldly.
Qiuqiu: "Oh dear! The old guy who made this thing back then had no patience. He only sharpened one end and then gave up!"
"Using the pointed end of the spike is the same anyway!"
The little dumpling, clutching the Soul-Stabbing Needle, asked the faceless palace maid:
"Sister, do you still want to find your original body?"
"Of course I want to!" The faceless palace maid took a deep breath, as if she had made a great decision.
"Fine, fine, let's just stab him then!"
"So where should we stab this?"
Qiuqiu: "I'll stab your skull."
The Fairy of the Lucky Fruit chuckled, gloating, "He's going to rip a huge hole in your head!"
After Qiuqiu finished speaking, the faceless palace maid had already hidden to the side.
She shook her head in fear. She was already a spirit! Was she going to become a spirit with a broken head?!
The little dumpling sensed her fear and asked Qiuqiu, "Does it have to be the top of her head? Can we stab somewhere else? Or can we use a smaller needle?"
Faceless palace maid: "Yes, yes! I want to ask that too!"
Qiuqiu shook her head and said, "Taking soul blood is not easy to begin with, and only this magic artifact can do it! Only by piercing the skull can blood be drawn."
Since Qiuqiu had said so, Xiaotuanzi had no choice but to persuade the faceless palace maid.
"Sister, please bear with me so that you can regain your original form. Besides, I'll prick you gently!"
The faceless palace maid floated over tremblingly, her once smooth face now contorted with fear.
The little dumpling made the faceless palace maid lie on the bed and placed her head on the edge of the bed.
The fairy Fulingguo held the potato and placed it directly below her head so that the blood could drip onto it directly.
"Sister, I'm going to stab you!" The little dumpling held the Soul-Stabbing Needle and stabbed it towards her head.
The faceless palace maid held her breath nervously until she felt an excruciating pain coming from the top of her head, at which point she couldn't help but scream.
"Achoo!"
Just as the faceless palace maid screamed, the Fairy of Fortune Fruit suddenly sneezed.
The potato was blown aside by his sneeze, and the white soul blood dripped onto the ground and disappeared instantly.
"Ah? I only reported a trace, I didn't mean to," said the Fairy of Fortune Fruit with an apologetic expression.
Little dumpling, ball: ...
Why did you have to sneeze at this time of all!
The Fairy of the Lucky Fruit touched her little tuft of hair shyly and said, "Give me a little bit, and prick me again!"
The faceless palace maid was on the verge of tears; she truly never wanted to experience that soul-shattering pain again.
She said weakly:
"Actually, I suddenly feel... I don't really want to find my original body anymore!"
She got up to leave, but the little dumpling held her back.
"No, sister, I absolutely cannot let you be lonely and cold forever!"
Faceless Palace Maid: Waaah! Actually, it's really not necessary! Compared to the pain I just felt, wandering alone isn't so bad.
Before she could react, the little dumpling had already stabbed her.
"Ah!!!" This time it hurt even more than the last time, and the faceless palace maid screamed repeatedly.
The white blood of the soul dripped onto the potato, instantly turning into a wisp of white smoke that rose into the air, seemingly gathering into a name.
The little dumpling watched intently.
The first character is—福 (fortune/blessing)!
The second character is...
Suddenly, as if disturbed by something, the white smoke swirled in the air and disappeared in an instant.
"What happened?"
The incident happened suddenly, and the little dumpling asked in a panic.
Qiuqiu exclaimed, "Oh no! Someone is sabotaging our operation!"
As soon as Qiuqiu finished speaking, the faceless palace maid on the bed suddenly screamed.
"Help me! Help me!"
The little dumpling looked at the faceless palace maid and saw that her body was twisting, as if being sucked by something and about to disappear.
"Little master, save her! Someone is controlling her, she's about to be taken away!" Qiuqiu shouted to the little dumpling immediately.
The little dumpling asked, bewildered, "Save? How do we save them?"
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