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"Ah, small in stature but strong in temper! Speak up!" Xianxian squeezed tightly, and a faint whimper escaped from the Ghost Woman's body, a stark contrast to her previous wild screams.
However, it was still possible to discern that the earlier barely audible cries undoubtedly came from the Ghost Woman.
But, "Can this Ghost Woman really live for over a thousand years?" I was quite surprised.
"Yes," Xianxian pondered for a moment before saying, "Legend has it that this Ghost Woman has a very strange origin. It is said to have emerged from a corpse. The process of nurturing this kind of creature is arduous, and their numbers are few. Their purpose is to be kept in tombs; as long as they do not leave the ancient grave, they can live for a very long time. Unless outsiders enter, they remain in a state of hibernation for extended periods. Currently, no more than three have been discovered!"
Oh, I nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Is there anyone who can still nurture a Ghost Woman?"
"How could that be? The secret recipe has long been lost. So this one is not only unique but there won't be a large group appearing," Xianxian said with great interest.
Wuwuwu~~~
The Ghost Woman began to cry again.
Lime shook his head helplessly and smiled. The Ghost Woman struggled and twisted in Xianxian's grip, seemingly desperate to escape his clutches but unable to do so. The more anxious she became, the louder she cried, and it was a woman's cry that tugged at one's heartstrings!
"It says you are a lecher," Lime suddenly spoke up, his expression deadpan but his words were undeniably humorous. It was unclear whether he was joking or stating a fact; I thought it was probably the latter.
So I burst out laughing at the sight of Xianxian's lewd grin, instantly feeling that Lime was right!
"What did you say?!" Xianxian immediately exploded in anger, glaring at Lime.
The Ghost Woman was still crying, though not as mournfully as before; however, there was a hint of pleading in her tone. Sure enough, Lime paused for a moment and said, "Let her go."
"What did you say?" Xianxian exclaimed, her eyes wide as she glanced at the Ghost Woman she was holding. "No way!"
Lime shook his head helplessly and crawled forward again.
"Do you really like this little thing?" I asked Xianxian.
Xianxian, crawling behind me, replied playfully, "Who said I liked it? I was just thinking that if we keep her around, we can scare anyone we don't like by letting her wail a bit!"
Scaring whoever we don't like? I suddenly felt that the Ghost Woman was quite unfortunate to end up in Xianxian's hands. Not only would she be squeezed and tormented, but her main task would be to frighten people...
"Can we keep her alive after taking her out of the ancient tomb?" I asked Consciousness. Only after asking did I realize I had a Dead with me! Its function was similar to that of the ancient tomb; it contained both Yin Qi and Death Qi, so it should be fine.
"It's okay; we have the Dead!" Xianxian said with a sly smile.
Wuwuwu~~ I don't want to leave here...
Amidst the cries, I suddenly heard a childish voice. Startled, I stopped and looked back. The Ghost Woman was struggling desperately, crying as she said, "I don't want to go! Don't take me outside! You're all bad people!! Wuwuwu..."
Could it be that I'm hallucinating from hunger?
"Did you hear that?" I asked.
"Hear what?" Xianxian looked at me in confusion.
"Can't you hear?" I shook my head and said nothing, listening carefully for a while. The Ghost Woman was alternately cursing and crying pitifully, clearly unwilling to leave.
"Um, Xianxian, it seems like it doesn't want to come with us?" A sudden wave of guilt washed over me; why did it feel like we were bullying a child?
"Who says it doesn't want to? Look at it, bouncing around happily and making such wonderful sounds!" Xianxian said cheerfully.
After hearing that, I almost burst out laughing. Taking a deep breath, I suggested, "How about we put it over there for now?"
Xianxian nodded, handing the Ghost Woman to me while saying, "Indeed, it's a bit difficult to hold onto it while it's climbing."
There's more to it! I could clearly see how much effort you were putting in! But I didn't voice that thought. After taking the Ghost Woman, I suddenly remembered that it had appeared in the dark side of The Dead. Strangely enough, the Ghost Woman had been crying and making a fuss before entering, but the next moment she was as quiet as a little mute, curiously looking around with a content expression. Wow, this Ghost Woman is surprisingly human-like!
I pondered for a moment and asked, "Black Ball, do you want to come with us?"
The Ghost Woman, whom I had named Black Ball, lifted her little head and looked at me seriously. "Can I not be called Black Ball?"
I was taken aback. Normally, shouldn't she be considering her situation first? But this Ghost Woman seemed entirely focused on her name. Finding it amusing, I put on a stern face and declared, "Objections are invalid!"
Seeing her lower her head looking somewhat aggrieved made me realize she was just pretending. Although I didn't know why, perhaps it was just a feeling.
I became intrigued and said, "You don't have to be called that."
The Ghost Woman lifted her chubby little head and looked at me expectantly.
Suppressing my laughter, I said, "I will let you go." In truth, I felt confident saying this because I noticed that when the Ghost Woman entered, she was extremely quiet and seemed to enjoy the atmosphere here. After all, this place was closer to hell than any ancient tomb filled with Yin Qi or Death Qi. So I guessed she would want to stay here for a while.
Sure enough, the Ghost Woman agreed without a second thought, pleading, "Master, Black Ball wants to go with you! Please don't leave me behind!" Looking at her expression and reaction, it was a complete turnaround from her earlier refusal to leave.
I felt a bit embarrassed; her ability to change her demeanor was truly remarkable.
"As long as you behave, you can stay here," I said.
"Yes, yes, Black Ball is very obedient!" Black Ball squinted her eyes and smiled happily.
After we reached an agreement, I turned to Xianxian and said, "It's settled; Black Ball really likes the environment in The Dead."
"Black... Black Ball..." I heard Xianxian swallow hard, then burst into laughter, mischievously asking me, "Why don't you just call her your wife? Black Ball sounds so common! If it were up to me, she should be called Hei Hei or Gui Gui!"
"What's wrong with Black Ball? It's mutual consent," I shot him a glance. Then I paused; to be honest, I was really exhausted. If I kept going like this, I would definitely collapse!
Seeing that Xianxian and I had stopped, Lime also had no choice but to sit down and wait for us while resting to recover some strength.
"Hey, it’s impossible for Black Ball to have always been here; she must have come from somewhere else." With that thought in mind, I brought Black Ball out and asked, "Did you come in from another place?"
"Yes?" Black Ball blinked innocently at me.
I felt a surge of joy and heard Xianxian ask, "Does she remember the exit she came from?"
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