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Huo Jin knew what his mother was thinking and quickly introduced Yan Kongyue to her. The old lady had a kind heart, and regardless of whether this young girl could catch ghosts, she was grateful that someone would come during such a dangerous time.
As the old lady wiped her tears, she kept thanking them. Yan Kongyue took the opportunity to check the old lady's pulse and infused her with some spiritual energy. The old lady had been tormented by those ghosts for several days and had been running around all day. Now, she was able to sit here and chat with them, all thanks to her sense of responsibility towards her family; she couldn’t afford to collapse when her children needed her.
After a few days of suppression, the atmosphere in the Huo Family changed with the arrival of the Lin Family. The old Taoists brought back by Huo Laotai were taken to the guest room by Kei Butler to rest, and a feast was prepared for them. Regardless of whether they could catch ghosts or not, proper etiquette had to be maintained.
The Huo Family and Lin Family sat in the living room chatting. At first, no one wanted to discuss their experiences from the past few nights. After all, it was dark outside. Although everyone said Yan Kongyue was powerful, they had never seen it for themselves, and it would be a lie to say they weren’t scared. As they chatted, the room gradually fell silent.
"Grandma, did you really hear someone singing?" Huo Jingyu asked, his courage having grown considerably; when he wasn’t looking at ghosts, he feared nothing.
"Indeed! It was late at night, and that voice was haunting; thinking about it now gives me chills!"
"Xiao Yu, do you know what happens when all the furniture in the house starts making noise?" Huopeng Kun chimed in.
"I don’t know!" Huo Jingyu instinctively glanced at Yan Kongyue.
Yan Kongyue remained silent, sitting there with her legs crossed, calm and composed. Just as Lin Qian had said, she truly seemed unfazed.
It was like a theatrical effect; if there were visuals, it would surely rival a blockbuster. Just as Huopeng Kun finished speaking, a series of echoing cracking sounds erupted.
The bookshelf, coffee table, sofa— even the ceiling began to creak. The sound resembled a tree about to be felled—crackling—like wood being crushed under pressure; it sent shivers down everyone’s spine.
"Listen! Just as I finished speaking..." Huopeng Kun’s expression changed instantly; whatever he said seemed to manifest.
Everyone broke into a cold sweat and turned their gaze toward Yan Kongyue. Yet she remained unhurried as she stood up from the sofa. She had merely cleared the Gui Qi from the living room and the Huo Family members without placing any restrictions on the house, intending to allow the ghosts in.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Yan Kongyue walked to the center of the living room, closed her eyes for a moment to locate the four ghosts before slowly opening them again.
Yes, there were four ghosts and one demon! Without showing any emotion, Yan Kongyue walked toward the door while Lin Qian and Huo Jingyu confidently followed her.
Stepping out of the main room, Yan Kongyue turned and pressed her hand against the door. Instantly, two beams of golden light spread out simultaneously like a golden curtain enveloping the entire main house.
Everyone in the living room looked on in disbelief at the Golden Curtain as dazzling golden light flowed up and down, radiating sacred energy. Old Master Huo rubbed his eyes but soon smiled; their family was saved!
Lin Old Man casually picked up his teacup for a sip but felt elated inside; he wasn’t surprised at all—just smug about it. What could he do?
Lin Qian and Huo Jingyu straightened their backs; this display brought them great pride. If this were online, netizens would surely praise how realistic these special effects were.
Yan Kongyue didn’t know what they were thinking but could tell from their expressions that they were impressed; however, she didn’t care.
At that moment in the courtyard, besides being shrouded in layers of black mist, there was also a faint smoke rising.
"What is that smoke?" Lin Qian whispered curiously.
Before Yan Kongyue could respond, there was already movement from Xi Kua Yuan's side. Soon, the sound of footsteps reached the Moon Gate, and several Taoists rushed in, brandishing Peach Wood Swords. However, they were not there to exorcise ghosts; they were fleeing for their lives.
Illusion! While Yan Kongyue answered Lin Qian's question, he also gestured for the Taoists to take cover in the living room.
Before long, Huo Jingyu sensed something was off. Another figure emerged from the Moon Gate—not a person, but a ghost floated in.
Dressed in a bright red Wedding Attire, with a crimson Gai Tou covering its head, it was dripping water from head to toe, quickly forming a small river on the ground.
Drowned? Lin Qian felt no fear at all.
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