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Night falls, but Linya's home is brightly lit, creating a strong contrast with the peaceful night. The room is arranged completely differently from usual, with mysterious runes, ancient artifacts, and orderly arranged candles creating an unusual scene. Every corner, every item, is carefully placed according to the instructions in ancient texts, preparing for the imminent mysterious ritual.
Linya, Ruo Shu, Murong, and Bihua stand nervously and expectantly in the four corners of the room. Their breath is slightly hurried, but their eyes are filled with determination and anticipation. The arrival of this moment carries an indescribable importance, filling each person's heart with anticipation and unease.
Linya took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. In her hand, she held a wooden staff inscribed with ancient runes, ready to begin the ritual as instructed in the ancient texts. She felt the ancient and mysterious power of the staff, as it trembled slightly in her hand, as if also anticipating something.
Linya softly chanted the incantations recorded in the ancient texts, each syllable clear and powerful. Her voice echoed in the quiet room, carrying a mysterious and ancient force. As she chanted, the candles in the room suddenly flickered violently, casting eerie shadows. The runes on the staff shimmered with a mysterious light, intertwining with the candlelight, enveloping the room in a mysterious and somewhat oppressive atmosphere.
As Linya sang, the spirit of the Ruo Shu gradually became transparent, as if responding to some kind of summons. His expression became conflicted and reserved. He looked at Linya with gentle eyes filled with complex emotions. He wanted to break free, yet didn't want to leave this warm world, leaving behind the caring Linya. His heart churned, but he couldn't speak, only standing quietly in place, letting the currents of fate push him toward an unknown future.
Mourong and Bihua tightly held hands, sweat dripping from their foreheads. They could feel the air around them becoming tense and oppressive, each breath becoming difficult. Mourong wiped the sweat from his forehead from time to time, while Bihua bit her lip, praying for the success of the ritual.
Linya's chanting reached a climax, and the light and shadow in the room flickered. The spirit of the Ruo Shu seemed to tremble. Linya's voice echoed in the room, and the ancient and mysterious incantation carried an irresistible power. Suddenly, a strong beam of light shot out from the staff, straight into the sky, and then everything returned to tranquility.
Linya trembled as she put down the staff in her hand, looking at the Ruo Shu with exhaustion and anticipation. However, the spirit of the Ruo Shu did not completely disappear. Although it was more transparent than before, it was not completely free.
Murong touched the sweat on his nose and smiled awkwardly and regretfully, saying, "It seems that we are still lacking something."
Bihua quietly watched the Ruo Shu, her eyes filled with deep sympathy. She gently held Linya's hand and comforted, "At least we have brought him closer to freedom, haven't we?"
Ruo Shu Looking at them, he smiled slightly. He understood that they had done their best. And he, too, had no regrets. He walked up to Linya and gently said, "Linya, you have done so much for me, and I am grateful."
Linya waved her hand and forced a smile. "It's not over yet. We will find a way." Her voice was firm, but the anxiety in her eyes was undeniable.
As the intense light gradually dissipated, the tense atmosphere in the room seemed to ease slightly. However, the cruel reality shattered everyone's expectations, and a sense of disappointment instantly pervaded the hearts of all, heavy and heart-wrenching.
Linya sat wearily on the ground, her shoulders involuntarily trembling. Helpless tears slowly slid down her rosy cheeks, falling gently onto the cold floor. Each drop of tears seemed to express her helplessness and sorrow.
Ruo Shu walked to her side. Although his body was intangible, his heart seemed to stand solidly beside her. He leaned in gently, wanting to wipe away her tears. Though he couldn't touch her, his care and warmth were clearly felt. His eyes revealed deep guilt and protectiveness.
"Linya, I'm sorry. I made you suffer so much," Ruo Shu's voice carried deep self-blame and regret.
Linya looked up at the Ruo Shu, trying to suppress the sadness in her heart, and reluctantly waved her hand: "It's not your fault, Ruo Shu. We all know it won't be that easy. But we won't give up, right?"
Ruo Shu looked at Linya with a determined look, nodded slowly, and smiled slightly: "Yes, we won't give up."
"We won't give up, Linya," Bihua said gently, her eyes shining with unwavering determination. Murong nodded as well, his eyes filled with resolve. "We still have many methods to try, we will definitely find a way."
Ruo Shu looked at them, filled with gratitude. He had gained a precious group of friends who were willing to sacrifice so much for him. In addition to gratitude, he also felt regret in his heart. He regretted becoming a ghost, becoming a burden in their lives.
The door of the room was suddenly broken by a violent knocking, interrupting their silence. A man rushed in, he was a live fan of Linya and also a paranormal scholar. He brought some new information, possibly another way to save the Ruo Shu. His eyes were full of shock and awe when he saw the spirit of the Ruo Shu. He quickly explained everything he knew to Linya and the others, reigniting the spark of hope in everyone's hearts.
His appearance was like a heaven-sent opportunity, and the information he brought might be the key to unlocking the Ruo Shu' predicament. However, time was running out, the spirit of the Ruo Shu was growing weaker, and they had to find a solution before it disappeared.
While the new information brought a glimmer of hope, the tense atmosphere in the room seemed to have eased. Everyone expressed their gratitude to the newcomer and began discussing the next steps. However, Linya and Ruo Shu chose to stay in the room, wanting to take advantage of the quiet moment to have a heart-to-heart conversation.
As the door slowly closed, Linya and Ruo Shu found a comfortable corner to sit down. Although traces of fatigue and disappointment still lingered on Linya's face, when she looked at Ruo Shu, warmth and determination flashed in her eyes.
" Ruo Shu, I'm really sorry. I want to help you, but..." she said, her eyes slightly reddening, obviously feeling regretful for not being able to help Ruo Shu.
Ruo Shu smiled and shook his head, his eyes filled with understanding and gratitude. " Linya, you have already done a lot. I feel your sincerity and also feel your frustration. This is already very precious to me."
Linya bit her lower lip, wanting to express endless apologies and regret, but in the warm gaze of Ruo Shu, she couldn't find the right words. She could only bow her head in silence for a moment, then lifted it, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "I won't give up, Ruo Shu. We will find a way to save you."
Ruo Shu smiled slightly. Although he couldn't engage in physical touch, he could feel Linya's sincerity and determination. His heart was filled with gratitude and a certain warmth.
"Linya, actually, I... I cherish this time very much. Even though I have become a ghost, meeting you all is the best thing that has ever happened in my life." The voice of Ruo Shu carried a hint of sadness and fondness, as if in this quiet night, his emotions also flowed with his words.
Linya was moved by Ruo Shu' sincerity. She couldn't help but reach out her hand, wanting to touch Ruo Shu, even though she knew it was impossible. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and deep emotion.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with emotion and understanding. On this quiet night, even though words couldn't express all their feelings, their hearts drew closer. The air seemed to be filled with a special kind of emotion, making the night gentle and warm.
As the night grew darker, the warmth and nostalgia in the room flowed in silence, leaving behind indescribable beauty and anticipation. At this moment, their hearts were filled with a special kind of emotion, making this instant incredibly precious and unforgettable.
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