"I'll make a phone call."
A few minutes later, seeing An Ya and the others all in the room, Ye Lingfeng sipped his tea and spoke.
"Okay." Xi Mo replied casually, his gaze scanning the bag in Ye Lingfeng's hand, pausing montarily.
Xi Yan also noticed, puzzled: "Why does he still hold Zhouzhou's bag while making a call?"
Xi Mo remained silent, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Xi Yan's inquiry was casual, and seeing no response from Ye Lingfeng, she didn't dwell on it, continuing to rest on the sofa.
anwhile, in the study, Ye Lingfeng locked the door, looking at the bag in his hand, he spoke: "Ancestral Master, could you co out for a mont?"
At his words, the Ancestral Master floated out slowly, asking, "What's the matter?"
As he spoke, he flicked a talisman from his fingertip.
Ye Lingfeng blinked, and the next mont, he saw the Ancestral Master's figure.
Without wasting words, he went straight to the point: "You ntioned earlier about the golden light on , could it be shared with Yaya to ensure her next incarnation is auspicious?"
At his words, the Ancestral Master was sowhat surprised, "It could be done, but it's unnecessary. I've already promised Zhouzhou to bestow the rit light upon An Ya, ensuring her future."
"But my light, isn't it different?" Ye Lingfeng said calmly.
He was nothing like the foolish dad who followed behind Zhouzhou, his expression was devoid of emotion, his tone calm. Yet his words carried an inexplicable force that made refusal impossible.
Truth be told, the Ancestral Master was sowhat intimidated by him, instinctively stepping back two paces.
After all, soone who possessed the protective golden light of the country was not to be trifled with; such individuals erged from the midst of carnage, their aura naturally extraordinary.
The Ancestral Master spoke, "Indeed, with the protective golden light on you, An Ya won't even suffer minor scrapes and bruises in her next life. But you must also consider what Zhouzhou said before; this protective light ensures your safety. If it's gone, trouble may arise."
Ye Lingfeng casually remarked, "I didn't have it at the beginning, yet I still made it through."
He lifted his eyelids lightly, looking at the Ancestral Master, exuding a presence that was impossible to resist. "Enough, let's proceed."
In this life, he owed Yaya the most. When she followed him, she endured much hardship. Now that he had achieved success, she hadn't enjoyed any of it.
This was the only thing he could do for her.
Seeing his resolute attitude, the Ancestral Master felt sowhat helpless. But he dared not take it all, for if sothing happened to Ye Lingfeng, heaven's wrath would surely strike him down, and even Zhouzhou wouldn't spare him.
"Well, I'll just take a tiny bit. An Ya wouldn't be able to bear more, and it might even cause trouble," the Ancestral Master said cautiously.
"Agreed." Ye Lingfeng nodded.
The Ancestral Master cautiously extended his hand, this ti, with Ye Lingfeng's permission, the golden light did not harm him again.
"That's it."
Ye Lingfeng didn't feel much, he just saw his finger move slightly, and said, "Don't tell Yaya and Zhouzhou about this."
"Understood," the Ancestral Master looked at him, sighing lightly. From his appearance, he was a rare handso talent of the century, soone who could command armies and dominate the world.
But similarly, often these individuals ended up lonely in their old age. He wasn't sure if this was considered a good physiognomy.
But he knew, for Ye Lingfeng, if given the choice, he would prefer the latter. Though lacking in great wealth, at least his family would be safe and happy. It's a pity, there was no "if".
Voices ca from outside the door, Ye Lingfeng glanced at the Ancestral Master, who instantly floated into the statue, and then he walked out with his bag.
"Daddy's little chatterbox," Zhouzhou happened to be looking for him, glanced at the bag in his hand, not thinking much, "I'll take sothing from here."
"Sure." Ye Lingfeng handed her the bag, and Zhouzhou took a talisman from inside and ran off again.
An Ya followed along with a smiling face, smiled at Ye Lingfeng, couldn't help but sigh, "Our daughter is really amazing."
"That she is, our daughter," Ye Lingfeng held her hand, "The brothers are downstairs, shall we go and talk to them?"
"Okay." An Ya nodded in agreent. She knew that Xi Mo and Xi Yan still had unresolved issues in their hearts, feeling sorry for her. Including Lingfeng too.
Thinking about it, her gaze swept over the bag in his hand, quickly withdrawing it, but she just held his hand tighter.
The two went downstairs, An Ya chatted with Xi Mo and the others, while upstairs Zhouzhou was busy sending a few female ghosts to reincarnate. But there were so troubles.
The rest of them were already arranged, their wishes were easy to fulfill, like wanting a good al. Zhouzhou served one of them a bowl of noodles, and she was on her way.
But there were difficulties too.
Zhouzhou looked at the hexagram, her brows slightly furrowed, "This isn't right, Little Wang, it clearly shows that your life span hasn't ended."
"What?" Little Wang was stunned, she was the one who had just played Sadako. Hearing this, she looked puzzled, "But I've been dead for many years, I've long beco a ghost."
Zhouzhou was also puzzled. She recalculated, and indeed, it was correct. According to the birth chart, she should have lived until eighty-nine years old.
She looked at Little Wang and asked, "Little Wang, did you rember the birth chart incorrectly?"
Little Wang scratched her head, "I shouldn't have, I rember it was this."
However, Zhouzhou also admired how capable she was. Embarrassed, she said, "But it could also be who rembered it wrong."
After speaking, she couldn't help but feel anxious, "What should we do? Can I still reincarnate?"
Her sisters had all left, Yaya would also reincarnate tomorrow, leaving her alone. What was the point? She wouldn't have anyone to chat with in the future. Ghost life was so boring.
"Wait a mont, I'll ask the Ancestral Master, it might be that I calculated it wrong."
Saying so, Zhouzhou called out, but after a while, the Ancestral Master still didn't co out.
Strange.
Zhouzhou ran out, as soon as she opened the door, An Ya looked over, "What's wrong?"
Zhouzhou explained Little Wang's situation, and everyone looked over.
Little Wang stood there sowhat awkwardly, pinching her fingers, and said apologetically, "I've had bad luck since I was a child."
After speaking, she looked a bit disheartened.
Having bad luck while alive was one thing, but even after death, her non-noble constitution remained unchanged. Even reincarnation was a hassle; it was very uncomfortable.
Ah, this is so unlucky.
An Ya didn't know how to comfort her this ti, it's... really unlucky.
Zhouzhou ran to Ye Lingfeng's side, took the bag, and shook the statue, softly calling, "Ancestral Master?"
But after calling for a long ti, there was no response.
She felt a bit strange, where was he?
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