After finishing her phone call with Amber, Wan Jiao donated all the gifts and tips she received yesterday to the Sheng Guo Charity Federation before packing up and leaving the house.
The first place she went to was a dry well that sealed the soul of the original owner of the suona.
The well was located in a dilapidated, abandoned temple on the outskirts of the capital. Above the dry well, the once lush, towering tree had long since withered and died, and the courtyard was covered in piles of dust... The scene was quite desolate.
Upon seeing this, Wan Jiao couldn't help but feel a little sad.
After her master passed away at Nanshan Temple, where she grew up, she fears she will suffer the same fate after leaving the temple.
Although she understood that everything in the world has its destined end, Wan Jiao still couldn't accept it willingly. To her, Nanshan Temple was her home.
There, she found memories of her first twenty years and the deep affection her master had for her.
Unfortunately... we can never go back!
After taking a deep breath, Wan Jiao slowly closed her eyes, formed hand seals, and chanted an ancient incantation.
After reciting the incantation, Wan Jiao opened her eyes, "I command!"
The next second, the dilapidated abandoned temple was restored to its former grandeur at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the withered towering trees gradually regained their vitality.
Wan Jiao's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat due to excessive consumption of spiritual energy.
In the well, the long-dried-up spring suddenly began to gush water. The female ghost sealed within frowned. "Who restored life to this place?"
The female ghost's voice was faint, but it didn't escape Wan Jiao's extraordinary senses. She drew a talisman in the air and struck it on the well, shouting, "Break!"
With the seal broken, the formation that had trapped the female ghost for countless lifetimes also disappeared.
Under the blazing sun, the female ghost dared not come out of the well, and could only raise her voice to thank Wan Jiao.
Wan Jiao: "I have set up a barrier, please come up."
The female ghost remained unmoved.
She had been deceived and tricked before, which led her to this state. She dared not easily trust Wan Jiao, even though Wan Jiao had just broken the seal that bound her.
Wan Jiao wasn't in a hurry. She took out the suona from her canvas bag and started playing it.
As spiritual energy was infused into it, the spirit within the suona moved with the sound, transforming into the appearance of a five-year-old girl who stood before Wan Jiao, saying, "Master."
Wan Jiao put away the suona and asked the little girl, "What's your name?"
The little girl smiled sweetly, "My sister named me Lejin."
Wan Jiao reached out and touched Xiao Lejin's hair. "Go and bring her up."
"Yay!"
Xiao Lejin moved swiftly and entered the bottom of the well.
When the female ghost saw Xiao Lejin, her eyes instantly turned red, and tears of blood welled up in them!
"Sister." Xiao Lejin reached out and touched the female ghost's face. "My master asked me to take you upstairs."
…
The female ghost was murdered by her trusted family, suffering further humiliation and dismemberment after her brutal death, her soul sealed in this well for many years. Logically, it's already remarkable that she didn't become a vengeful ghost, yet the female ghost Wan Jiao encountered possessed not a trace of malevolence. This… is truly unsolvable!
Wan Jiao stared at the female ghost with a complicated expression.
The female ghost saw through Wan Jiao's thoughts and smiled slightly: "I was born into a family of Taoist masters, but I was born unable to cultivate. I only became proficient in physiognomy and divination. When I was eighteen, I knew that I would die, how I would die, and where my soul would go after death. Therefore, I have no resentment or hatred, and naturally I cannot become a vengeful ghost."
Upon hearing this, Wan Jiao turned her gaze to Xiao Le Jin.
The female ghost also looked at Xiao Lejin and said, "This suona is a family heirloom. Now that she has recognized you as her master, I hope you will treat her well in the future."
Wan Jiao cupped her hands in a respectful bow, saying, "Don't worry, senior."
The female ghost crouched down and hugged Xiao Lejin, but spoke to Wan Jiao, "I should go."
Wan Jiao nodded and directly opened the Gate of Hell.
Only Bai Wuchang came this time. He greeted Wan Jiao respectfully, "Master Wan."
Wan Jiao: "Thank you, sir. I appreciate your help."
As Bai Wuchang was about to leave with the female ghost, Wan Jiao had a sudden thought and quickly called out to him, "Lord Xie, she has been dead for many years..."
Bai Wuchang interrupted Wan Jiao before she could finish speaking, "Master Wan, there's no need to worry. She has done good deeds all her life, so she can just wait in line to be reincarnated in the underworld."
…
After Xiao Lejin acknowledged Wan Jiao as her master, she was able to follow her around in a physical form, which astonished Wan Jiao.
"Little one, aren't you a spirit? How come you can stand in the sunlight and walk with me?" She held Xiao Lejin's little hand, showing a rare moment of curiosity.
Xiao Lejin blinked and asked Wan Jiao, "Is that strange? I've been able to go grocery shopping with my sister ever since I can remember."
Wan Jiao: "..."
Xiao Lejin's eyes darted around. "Master, have you ever seen other artifact spirits? Can't they be like me?"
The only artifact spirit Wan Jiao had ever seen was that old fellow in the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Mirror, with a head of white hair, who was always fast asleep and rarely came out. Moreover, according to ancient records, artifact spirits shouldn't be like Xiao Lejin, right?
"No," Wan Jiao said firmly.
Xiao Lejin gave a sheepish "Oh," and said, "Then I don't know. Master, where are we going now?"
Wan Jiao: "Find evidence."
…
Wan Jiao's efficiency is so good that even Ai would have to call her "Dad." She said it would take all morning, but she actually got the evidence in less than two hours.
When she arrived at the Special Security Bureau's courtroom with Xiao Lejin, it was not yet 11:30.
The person in charge of the trial of the master and his two disciples was none other than Elder Cui.
He sat upright in the high hall, his gaze deep as he looked at Wan Jiao and the little girl she was leading as they approached from afar, a fleeting look of surprise in his eyes.
That's... a spirit of the artifact?
When did artifact spirits begin to be able to walk openly among people?
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