C42 (1/2)

Sure enough, this ”Wall-Hitting Ghost” had disappeared.

Baozi's home also grew further and further away, before finally disappearing from our line of sight.

He couldn't help but admire the Second Master Lin's ability. That move just now was like a magic trick.

Second Master Lin said that the thing that Steamed Bun had brought back was too strange. His body's ”Yin Qi” is also quite heavy.

Eyes are the ”window” of the soul, living people are like this, dead people are also the same. What we saw just now was actually what Steamed Bun's eyes saw, so we kept circling in front of his house, sealing his eyes, and the ”Wall-Hitting Ghost” naturally disappeared.

Astonished, I thought of another question.

Didn't they say that ”Death Announcement” could only be written for those who die normally?

But Steamed Bun was still dead, so why did he write him a ”Death Announcement”?

Second Master Lin laughed and said that those were the rules of the older generation. After all these years, the rules had changed a long time ago.

Thinking about it, time had changed. This was very normal.

I couldn't stop thinking about this mysterious ”Death Announcement”. It was truly an eye-opener today.

They didn't walk far before they arrived at the scene of the accident.

It was too dark to see clearly, but we could all sense that there was something in front of us.

The moment I turned on the flashlight on my cell phone, the hairs on my body stood on end!

Xiao Tao knelt on the ground and lowered his head as if he was repenting. Bao Wenjun said, his posture was the same as when Steamed Bun died!

Such a scene appearing in the wilderness at night could no longer be described as strange.

Not only was Da Jian and I shocked, even the Second Master Lin was dumbstruck.

I asked Bao Wenjun, what's going on? Why did the Xiao Tao come here?

Bao Wenjun said while trembling. The place in front of him was where the Holy Infant were burning during the day …

Following that, a brother on the side said that the Holy Infant was burned by him, and after the burning was done, it was buried on the ground.

After listening to his words, I took a step forward to take a look. Sure enough, there was a bulge on the ground in front of Xiao Tao.

I don't know how to describe the astonishment in my heart. Could it be that the Holy Infant has returned to take revenge? But even if it took revenge, it should take revenge on Steamed Bun, because Samit had told me before, under normal circumstances, Holy Infant wouldn't harm anyone, and no matter what kind of blessing it had, it would only land on its owner's head.

But why was Xiao Tao kneeling here? What does this have to do with the Xiao Tao?

Second Master Lin walked to the front of Xiao Tao with a heavy face, checked his breath, and checked his pulse. He said that Xiao Tao was fine, his pulse and heartbeat were very stable, but what made people confused was that Xiao Tao was one of the Eight Immortals.

Second Master Lin turned around and asked me, what is the background of this Holy Infant?

I thought for a long time, but in the end, I didn't know how to say it. I didn't dare say that Steamed Bun was too greedy, so I was afraid that saying that would cause another conflict between Bao Wenjun and I. Thus, I could only shake my head, unable to explain myself.

Da Jian and I asked him what to do. He thought for a while, then told us to put Xiao Tao on the ground and lie down on his back, he would think of a way.

So we quickly got busy, and without caring about being scared, we pulled the Xiao Tao over and put him on the ground.

However, he kept his hands in front of his chest, maintaining a posture of clasped hands. No matter how he tried, he couldn't break it.

Second Master Lin said that there was no need to care about his hands anymore.

To be honest, I feel really guilty in my heart. Originally, Steamed Bun's death was related to me, and if I hadn't linked him to the Holy Infant, he wouldn't be where he is today, and no matter what reason Xiao Tao has, he must definitely be related to me too. This matter is more or less related to me, so if something were to happen to Xiao Tao, I'm afraid that I would feel uneasy for the rest of my life.

At this moment, he suddenly had an idea. He did not want to return to India, and he did not want to help Samit anymore.

Second Master Lin took out a bunch of small things from his bag.

I thought, could it be that he took out a peach wood sword, chanted some kind of incantation, and with the last bolt of lightning, Second Master Lin shouted out an order in panic!

But the truth proved that I was overthinking it. Second Master Lin only took out a pile of yellow paper from his broken bag, but this time, he did not write about the Death Announcement s.

I asked him, What's the use of this? Second Master Lin didn't allow me to ask any further, so he took out three needles. However, this time, it was not a silver needle, but an ordinary embroidery needle.

He ordered Bao Wenjun to drip some blood on the paper boat to Xiao Tao who was lying on the ground.

Without waiting for Bao Wenjun to catch it, I rushed up to the Second Master Lin and said, I'll do it!

Maybe Bao Wenjun also saw through my thoughts, his mouth slightly raised.

I secretly rejoiced in my heart. Seems like after Bao Wenjun gradually calmed down, he slowly began to forgive me.

Although I don't know what Second Master Lin is up to, I still don't dare to delay.