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" Wu Ling, use your magic to control the fire!" Yun Che shouted, while quickly setting up a protective barrier inside the house to prevent the fire from spreading outside.
Wu Ling quickly gathered her magical power, and a watery blue light appeared in her hands. She raised her hands high, and a cool water flow gushed from her palms, rapidly spreading outwards to meet the spreading flames.
The flames hissed as they met the water flow, gradually being extinguished. Smoke and steam filled the room, making the entire space hazy.
At the same time, Yun Che walked towards the dark corner, attempting to communicate with the resentful soul: " Xiao Yu, doing this will only deepen your resentment. Do you really want your family to suffer this kind of pain too?"
The deep voice seemed to waver, but still carried anger: "I... I just want justice. I don't want to face the darkness alone."
Yun Che gently said, "True justice is not making others suffer, but letting go of your resentment and finding liberation for yourself. Your family still loves you, your mother has been regretful and sorrowful. Your resentment will only make her more miserable."
Wu Ling also joined in the persuasion: " Xiao Yu, look at your mother, she has been thinking about you all this time. Do you really want to see her like this?"
The evil spirit's anger gradually subsided, and the surrounding fire was completely extinguished by the power of Wu Ling. The room returned to calm, with only a slight wisp of smoke lingering in the air.
The old woman's tears flowed down her face as she reached out towards the dark corner and said, " Xiao Yu, I love you. Please let go of all this and let us all find peace."
After a long silence, a soft sigh came from the dark corner, "Mom... I'm sorry..."
With this sigh, the cold atmosphere in the room gradually dissipated, and the shadow in the corner also gradually lightened, eventually disappearing. The room returned to calm and warmth.
As Xiao Yu's resentment and pain gradually dissipated, Yun Che and Wu Ling decided to perform a ritual to help Xiao Yu's soul rest in peace. They knew this was the final and most important step.
Yun Che took out some incense and small props needed for the ritual from his bosom, and began to set up a small altar. Wu Ling softly recited incantations around the altar, her voice gentle yet powerful, filled with a sacred and soothing energy.
The incense on the altar was lit, and the rising blue smoke filled the room along with the chanting of the Wu Ling. Yun Che closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and began to perform the spell to guide the soul to the afterlife.
" Xiao Yu, listen to my voice, feel the warmth of this blue smoke. It will guide you away from this world and take you to a place without pain and fear." Yun Che's voice penetrated every corner of the room.
The air inside the room seemed to start flowing, forming a gentle vortex around the altar. As the incantation continued, an unseen force gathered in the room, creating a solemn and reverent atmosphere.
A faint light rose from the altar, slowly extending towards the ceiling as if guiding something. Guided by this force, the shadow in the corner seemed to come to life, slowly moving towards the light.
" Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, go and find your peace," the sound of Wu Ling was full of warmth and love.
Gradually, the shadow completely merged into the light and disappeared. The whole room returned to brightness and warmth, and the cold and oppressive atmosphere completely dissipated.
The old woman wept on the side, but this time with tears of relief and gratitude. She bowed deeply to Yun Che and Wu Ling: "Thank you, you have helped us a lot."
Yun Che and Wu Ling smiled at each other, feeling satisfied and content in their hearts. They not only helped a soul find peace, but also restored peace to a family.
After the ritual of salvation was completed, they tidied up the altar, bid farewell to the old woman, and left the family. When they returned to the market, night had fallen, and the stars were twinkling.
This experience not only strengthened their trust and respect in the eyes of the citizens, but also gave their spirits a profound baptism.
As Xiao Yu's soul departed peacefully, Yun Che and Wu Ling felt a sense of relief in their hearts.
They had just finished tidying up the altar and were preparing to leave when a middle-aged man who looked unusually anxious hurriedly approached their booth.
The man gasped for breath and said, "Please help me! Something very strange has happened in my house."
Yun Che and Wu Ling looked at each other and felt the man's sense of urgency, so they asked, "What's going on?"
The man explained anxiously, "My family has an ancient legend that says we are cursed by an ancient monster. This monster appears every few generations and takes away a member of our family. Lately, my youngest daughter has been having nightmares about a terrifying face, and unexplainable things have been happening in her room at night."
Yun Che and Wu Ling listened and realized that this might be a tricky matter. Wu Ling asked, "Does your family have any special items or heirlooms that might be related to this curse?"
The man nodded, "Yes, there is an ancient family heirloom that is said to be related to that monster. It's an ancient jade pendant with some strange runes carved on it."
Yun Che immediately said, "We need to take a look at that jade pendant. It may be the key to unraveling the mystery."
So, they followed the man to his home. The man's home looked ordinary, but upon entering his daughter's room, they could feel a strange atmosphere.
The atmosphere in the room was unusually dull, with an old wooden box sitting in the corner. The man opened the wooden box to find an ancient jade pendant inside, emitting a faint glow from its runic inscriptions.
Yun Che examined the inscriptions closely and realized they were not ordinary patterns, but rather some kind of ancient spell. He sensed a powerful energy contained within the jade pendant, seemingly connected to another dimension.
"This jade pendant is no ordinary object. We need to perform a special ritual to uncover the truth," said Yun Che.
They prepared for the ritual in the room, encircling the jade pendant with runes and beginning to chant ancient incantations. As the incantations progressed, the atmosphere in the room started to become eerie, filled with whispers and murmurs in the air.
Suddenly, time in the room seemed to slow down, and a blurry figure appeared near the jade pendant. It was a monster with an ancient face, and its eyes shimmered with a strange light.
Yun Che and Wu Ling remained vigilant. Yun Che asked, "Who are you? Why are you haunting this family?"
The demon's voice was deep and ancient: "I am the guardian from a thousand years ago, trapped in this jade pendant due to a betrayal. I vow to seek revenge, choosing a member of the family as my sacrifice every few generations."
Yun Che realized that this was not just a simple supernatural event, but an ancient secret buried in the river of time. They needed to find a way to both free the trapped demon and protect the family from the threat of the curse.
Yun Che and Wu Ling began to carefully study the ancient runes, searching for a way to lift the curse. At the same time, they also needed to protect the young daughter of the family, ensuring that she would not be harmed by the monsters.
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