"Sing then, pretty good to the ear," you teased.
"Humph! I know I don’t sing well, but who says you can’t sing if it isn’t good?"
"Not at all, it’s actually quite pleasant, way better than Xiao Feng and Yang Kai, that bunch."
Upon hearing you compare her to the likes of Yang Kai and Xiao Feng, Xian Qianling couldn’t help but feel offended, turning her back on you and ignoring you thereafter.
Soon, you both arrived above Lord Xian’s Western-style building.
"My grandfather’s room is there, let’s go," she said.
As she was about to fly down, you suddenly grabbed her hand, urgently pulling her back, and because of the force you used, Xian Qianling ended up plunging into your embrace!
At that mont, both of your souls experienced a strange pulsation!
Your souls almost rged into one!
"What, what just happened? Why did you pull ?" Xian Qianling, evidently not sensing that pulsation, did genuinely feel the sensation of being pulled into your arms.
It was light, but she swore she would never forget that sensation for the rest of her life!
"Didn’t you see?"
You pointed down at the Western-style building, and only then did Xian Qianling notice that her grandfather’s ho was surrounded by a layer of golden light. Being a ghost, she didn’t know why, upon seeing this golden light, she felt a soul-deep shudder!
"What is that?"
"A protective glow from the Taoism Sect, it seems your grandfather’s house has an altar for the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty."
Xian Qianling seed to rember then, nodding her head, "Right, I almost forgot! When my grandma passed away, a middle-aged Taoist, a distant relative of hers, ca by. Before he left, he left a divine statue for my grandfather to place in the book room’s altar, so that it could ward off disasters and avoid ghosts and spirits."
"Yeah, it’s true, and this Taoist is quite skilled," you said with a smile, "Fortunately, I had made preparations beforehand."
"What preparations did you make?" Xian Qianling turned to ask you.
Without speaking, you slowly closed your eyes, and when you opened them again, you uttered softly, "All Forms of Sen Luo, Jedi!"
Looking at your pupils, the Sen Luo Curse Mark began to rotate counterclockwise for the first ti.
anwhile, in the living room on the first floor of the Western-style building, Little Mo, who had been dozing off on the couch, suddenly opened its eyes, revealing two clockwise-rotating Sen Luo Curse Marks in its srizing cat’s eyes.
"ow."
Little Mo softly called out.
Dongfang Duxiu, who was cleaning up with the nanny, heard Little Mo’s voice and turned to look.
"ow."
Little Mo stood up, looking at Dongfang Duxiu, who smiled slightly and walked over to pet the adorable creature, saying, "Little Mo, are you hungry? I’ll get you so cat food."
"ow."
Little Mo’s eyes t with Dongfang Duxiu’s, and soon the clockwise-rotating Sen Luo Curse Marks also appeared in Dongfang Duxiu’s pupils!
"ow?"
The Sen Luo Curse Marks in Little Mo’s eyes disappeared at once, and it licked its paw, yawned cutely, and continued to lie on the couch, going back to sleep.
Dongfang Duxiu turned to the nanny who was still tidying up, "Bring a dust cover."
"Oh, okay."
Quickly, the nanny handed a white dust cover to Dongfang Duxiu, who silently took it and turned towards the book room.
As Xian Qianling had said, an altar was placed on the wall of the book room that didn’t look like a regular piece of decor because no incense or offerings were arranged as common people would do.
Dongfang Duxiu covered the altar with the white dust cover, then turned and headed back to the living room.
Soon after, your consciousness returned to your body, and the Sen Luo Curse Marks in your pupils also slowly resud their clockwise rotation.
Seeing the golden light disappear, Xian Qianling couldn’t help but turn to you and ask, "Have you always operated like this?"
"In what way?"
"Just that you always keep sothing up your sleeve."
Hearing this, you couldn’t help but grin, "My Mother En always taught , whenever you do anything, always have a plan B."
Xian Qianling gave you a thoughtful look, shrugged her shoulders, and then fell silent.
"Let’s go down."
With that, you took the lead and descended.
You first ca to Xian Qianzhong’s room.
This guy was fast asleep, with a sleeping position like that of a three-year-old, arms akimbo, one foot even sticking out from under the covers, and one nostril even blowing bubbles.
Xian Qianling looked at her own brother with a speechless expression, turned to you, and asked, "What do we do next?"
Er...
You scratched your head.
Er...
Xian Qianling rolled her eyes at you directly, "Don’t tell you don’t know what to do next?"
Scratching your back with the Token in hand, you said with a smile, "Anyway, let’s try this thing first."
You handed one of the Tokens to Xian Qianling, and the mont Xian Qianling received the Token, her appearance suddenly changed into that of Kan Zihuang.
While Xian Qianling, with a look of surprise, asked you, "How did you turn into that Ghost handling the ledger just now?"
Looking at the Token in your hand, you said with a smile, "It seems this is all thanks to the Token, saving the trouble of using an Illusion Technique to confuse them."
Having said that, you shook the Token in your hand again, made a Hand Seal with your left hand, and placed the Token you held onto Xian Qianzhong’s forehead.
When you lifted the Token, about a ter away from Xian Qianzhong, you dragged his Soul out of his body.
The snoring of Xian Qianzhong was hence interrupted, and he looked as if he had simply fallen into a deep sleep.
On the other hand, Xian Qianzhong, his Soul dragged out of the flesh unceremoniously, opened his bleary eyes, and when he saw two people before him, he was startled, "Who are you!?"
Being an active military personnel, Xian Qianzhong quickly composed himself and at the sa ti turned to reach for his handgun at the bedside.
But the mont he turned around, his entire being froze!
For, he saw another self, one lying on the bed, a person who looked identical to him!
"This... this..."
"You’re already dead."
You mimicked Kan Zihui’s tone and said indifferently.
"I... I..."
Xian Qianzhong found himself at a loss for words for a mont; he hit his own face with a hard slap, painful and sore!
When he realized that he was not dreaming, he couldn’t help but cover his face with his hands, and let out a long sigh.
"Let’s go, there’s nothing in this world worth holding onto for you now."
Xian Qianzhong was taken aback, and he quickly said to you, "Then, then, are you Black and White Impermanence?"
"Black and White Impermanence are the highest ranks of the Ghosts; we are rely the most ordinary minions."
Xian Qianzhong gave a fist salute to you both, "Can you let see my parents one last ti?"
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