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"There's no spirit?" I was greatly surprised. Second Uncle then told me that when they brought back the Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying, both he and Grandpa immediately recognized it as an ordinary clay sculpture. It wasn't even close to being spiritually infused. As for the powerful Azan Hongsha I mentioned, Second Uncle had never even heard of it. Seeing my disbelief, Second Uncle said, "Call the old man and see if I'm lying."
Since he said that, was there any need for me to call? It seemed that the Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying indeed had no spirit. So where did the Yin Qi on Liang Xi come from?
I was even more confused, and Second Uncle couldn't figure it out either. He thought there might be another reason. At the same time, he needed to remind me of something very important regarding the Black Snowflakes I dreamt about.
It was Azan Kunsha who helped me collect the Spirit Child, so Second Uncle asked him about it. After pondering for a long time, Azan Kunsha speculated that the Black Snowflakes might be a manifestation of fragments of the Spirit Child. In a critical moment, when I suddenly returned to normal from feeling powerless, it was the Spirit Child that played a role. It performed a shallow possession to temporarily counteract the effects of the medicine.
Second Uncle's words surprised me greatly. When Azan Kunsha took away the Spirit Child, he had warned me that having the Spirit Child within me was no different from nurturing a small ghost. However, it was best not to make wishes casually to avoid strengthening the Spirit Child's power.
But Grandpa and Second Uncle agreed to offer the Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying, which led me to believe I could nurture a small ghost. That night, I didn't resist much. Looking back now, I indeed hoped to borrow some kind of power to break through my predicament.
Second Uncle said that this time he brought Azan Kunsha along not only to help me deal with matters at school but also to check on the situation with the Ghost Fragment. If things looked bad, I would have to follow him back to Thailand immediately and ask High Monk for assistance in forcibly guiding the Ghost Fragment. This matter was serious according to Second Uncle, and I felt quite anxious.
Before long, Second Uncle received a phone call from Azan Kunsha. He said that both students' conditions had stabilized and asked if they could leave school. I quickly shook my head and urged Second Uncle to keep Azan Kunsha there. The source of Liang Xi's Yin Qi needed to be clarified; otherwise, I wouldn't feel at ease. Second Uncle also didn't want me living in such an unstable environment, so he asked Azan Kunsha to wait a little longer at school while he rushed back.
On our way back to school, I asked Second Uncle how he got released so quickly. He shrugged and said, "A Deputy Director here used to be my client; through him, I've met several higher-ups with good relationships. A quick phone call and naturally no one dared to make things difficult for me."
I marveled at Second Uncle's extensive connections and thought that someone who could achieve what he did must be quite popular with women. After all, many people measure a man's success not only by his finances but also by whether he can find someone willing to help him immediately when in need. Money and power have always been inseparable in this world.
By the time we returned to school, dawn was breaking. The Dormitory Supervisor saw me with Second Uncle and looked displeased but merely huffed without further confrontation. As we passed by, Second Uncle paused briefly, then opened his wallet and handed over a thousand yuan, saying to the Dormitory Supervisor, "Sorry for being disrespectful earlier due to my concern for my nephew's health. This money is just a small token of appreciation; please take care of him in the future."
At that time, the salary for the Dormitory Supervisor was about that much per month. The Old Man looked at the money and his expression improved significantly. He nodded and said, "It's fine, I'm still in good health, but young people should not be so impulsive when doing things."
Second Uncle smiled and didn't say much to him. After going upstairs, I asked Second Uncle why he suddenly decided to give money; he couldn't really be feeling guilty, could he? Second Uncle curled his lips and said, "Guilty my ass! I explained for half a day that I wanted to take you to the hospital, and he insisted on stopping me. If it weren't for his age, I would have slapped him long ago. This thousand dollars is to shut him up and also to make things easier for you in the future. Otherwise, if he keeps watching you, how are you supposed to sneak out at night to chase girls?"
I opened my mouth but had nothing to say... No wonder he's a businessman; everything he does has a purpose.
When we arrived at the dormitory, Azan Kunsha opened the door. I saw Liang Xi and Hu Xiaoyi sitting on the bed talking. When they saw me return, their faces lit up with joy as they hurried over to greet Second Uncle. They were present when the incident with our leader Zhang Qichao happened and deeply understood Second Uncle's ruthlessness, so they dared not show any disrespect. Seeing that their expressions were still good, I breathed a sigh of relief and asked if they felt any discomfort. Since Azan Kunsha was here, anything that could be treated should be taken care of.
Liang Xi shook his head but suddenly seemed to remember something. He cautiously glanced at Azan Kunsha and then said to me, "Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying was taken by this master."
Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying? Didn't they say it was lost before? Thinking back, Liang Xi had been influenced by the little ghost at that time, so what he said must have been a lie. I responded with an "oh" and didn't take it seriously, thinking that since it was a little ghost without a spirit, anyone could take it if they wanted. However, Azan Kunsha did not think so; he took out Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying and handed it to Second Uncle. The two whispered a few words to each other. Holding Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying in his hand, Second Uncle listened to Azan Kunsha speak and frowned tightly after glancing at it several times.
After a while, seeing that he remained silent, I asked what Ajan had said.
Second Uncle raised Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying for me to see and said, "Ajan discovered an evil spirit in this item and asked me if I wanted to collect it. This is impossible; when we were in Thailand before, there was clearly no spirit involved—where would an evil spirit come from now?"
"Could he have made a mistake?" I asked skeptically.
Second Uncle shook his head and said, "I might believe others could make mistakes, but Azan Kunsha is a well-known master from Northern Thailand; he wouldn't make such an error. Since he says there's an evil spirit, then there definitely is."
"Could it be that an evil spirit came on its own?" I asked.
"If it wants to possess something, it must at least be a truly blessed sacred object unless this item has some close connection with it. For example, some people die with lingering resentment and turn into evil spirits attached to objects they frequently interacted with during their lives. But this Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying was made by that Azan Hongsha right in front of you; there shouldn't be any spirit related to it here," Second Uncle said with a puzzled expression.
Just as we were talking, Liang Xi suddenly stammered and asked, "Second... are you saying that this thing didn't have a spirit before?"
I nodded and said, "Yeah, so I can't figure it out. How could something that didn't exist suddenly appear?"
Liang Xi slapped his forehead and said with a frustrated expression, "There's no need to think about it anymore; I know the reason. It's all my fault..."
Both Second Uncle and I were quite surprised and asked him for the reason. Liang Xi then explained everything. When I initially handed the Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying to him for safekeeping, Liang Xi took it very seriously, treating it like he was serving our ancestors, which left Hu Xiaoyi dumbfounded. One day, while he was alone in his dormitory reading during lunch, a senior suddenly came in and asked if he had a little ghost in his hand. Liang Xi, being an honest person who wasn't good at lying, answered yes.
The senior then asked if it was the one Shen Yi brought back from Thailand. If it was, he wanted to buy the little ghost. Of course, Liang Xi wouldn't agree, and the senior immediately turned hostile, forcibly taking the little ghost away. When Liang Xi tried to stop him, he was threatened with being reported to the Department Head. If the head knew he was keeping such a strange thing, he would definitely be expelled!
Liang Xi had never experienced anything like this before and was frightened. By the time he reacted, the senior had already disappeared. He didn't dare tell anyone about it; even Hu Xiaoyi didn't know that the Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying had once been stolen. While Liang Xi was feeling down and thinking about how to explain this to me, that senior came back again. This time he wasn't there to buy the little ghost but to vent his anger.
The senior threw the Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying directly at Liang Xi and angrily said, "What a piece of junk! I had someone check it out, and there's not even a spirit inside; it's completely fake! No wonder that guy Shen didn't want to sell me the Amulet; turns out it's a scam!"
Hearing this made my heart skip a beat. Not selling him the Amulet? The only person in the entire school I wouldn't sell an Amulet to is Punk Senior. I quickly asked Liang Xi for a description of that senior's appearance. After hearing his description and comparing it with my mental image of Punk Senior, I immediately confirmed that it was definitely him—no doubt about it!
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