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Hibiscus lowered the curtain in front of the bed and spread out Fengyin's elegant white satin pouch with a silver tassel on the round table. The fragrance of herbs immediately filled the air. Inside, there were a few exquisite jade porcelain bottles, white and lustrous, all sealed with sandalwood stoppers. There was a mortar and pestle for grinding herbs, and at the corners, there was a herbal powder bag. A black cloth bag rolled into a bamboo slip shape sat there, its contents unknown. After taking a quick glance, she picked up the rolled white gauze beside her, tightened the silver tassel again, and sealed the herbal pouch.
“Brother, I'm scared. What happened to Mei Er?” Spiritual Incense stood at the door and walked in. Perhaps recalling Mel's dazed expression made her anxious; she didn't dare to be alone, so she came to find Xuan Li.
“Spiritual Incense, please bandage Jinse,” Xuan Li said, gripping his folding fan. He had no clue about the situation either; for now, he needed to tend to Jinse's wound.
“Jinse, how did you get hurt?”
Jinse stared blankly at the curtain as if she hadn't heard what Hibiscus said.
“I fell off the couch and bumped myself,” Xuan Li couldn't help but chuckle a little.
“What happened to Fengyin? What happened to Mel? I can't remember anything from last night,” Jinse furrowed her brows slightly as Spiritual Incense bandaged her, causing a bit of pain.
“You don't remember?” Spiritual Incense's mouth opened slightly in surprise.
“Yeah, I don't remember. I only recall a light black shadow floating out from that woman; I can't remember anything else,” Jinse pouted in distress. “It's so scary.”
“Uh, Sister Jinse, you don't remember because you fainted from fright,” Spiritual Incense finished wrapping the gauze and then adjusted it until she was satisfied with how it looked. She didn't expect that something she had never done before could turn out so neatly.
“What happened afterward?” Jinse turned her head but found that Spiritual Incense was no longer beside her. With lifeless eyes that only the dead would have, she stared at her. “Ah!!!” Jinse panicked and ran towards Xuan Li, who was whispering with Hibiscus.
At this moment, everyone realized that Mel was sitting next to the chair where Jinse had just been. When did he come in? Where was Spiritual Incense?
“Mel?!” Hibiscus swept her jade flute across, now pointed at Mel's neck.
“Where is Spiritual Incense?” Xuan Li protected Jinse behind him, looking at Mel's calm expression. “Jin Zhi, kill him.”
“Xuan Brother, but Mel—”
“Brother!! Don't kill him; he's Mei Er!” She lifted the tablecloth with one foot and saw a dejected Spiritual Incense. “I was scared when he was at the door, so I hid.” Spiritual Incense's plump body crawled out from under the table. She patted her sleeves; her face was flushed but her lips were particularly pale.
She was terrified to death, but Mei Er couldn't die. Although she didn't know why Mel suddenly changed like this, even with her usual lack of awareness, she knew it had to be related to what happened last night.
"Kill him. Such threats make me feel that food has no taste and sleep is restless." A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Xuan Li's eyes as the shards on the golden folding fan shot towards the dazed Mel.
Hibiscus lightly flicked her fingers on the Jade Flute, causing the shards of Jinse to disperse like a wisp of wind.
"Xuan Brother, please calm down. Brother Mei hasn't harmed us."
"Do we still have a chance if he strikes? Last night, it was Fengyin who saved us, and now she remains unconscious. If he makes his move, will we have any means to fight back?" Xuan Li turned away, feeling uneasy at the sight of Mel.
"Brother Mei? What happened to you?" Hibiscus sighed helplessly.
"Where is this?" A voice came from the adjacent room; it seemed that the woman named He Huan had awakened, prompting Mel to leave in a hurry.
"Ah!!!" As Mel stepped out the door, Spiritual Incense, no longer afraid, slammed the teapot on the table to the ground, feeling quite indignant.
"I suspect all of this is because of that woman named He Huan." Noticing that Mel was not harming anyone like last night, Hibiscus felt much calmer now.
"You shouldn't meddle in other people's business." Xuan Li looked at Jinse and saw her aggrieved expression, feeling annoyed with himself. He waved his hand and said, "At this point, forget it."
"But clearly that thing left last night," Human? Object? Ghost? Spiritual Incense sighed. "Mel was fine last night; why has he changed this morning?"
"Did Fengyin wake up last night?" Xuan Li asked.
Hibiscus shook her head. "I didn't sleep a wink last night."
"What should we do now?" Jinse felt guilty for not listening to the old man's advice. "Old man? Yes! We can find that old man."
Jinse suddenly remembered the old man with the cane. "Let's go find that old man; he knows about these matters."
"What matters?"
"Yesterday, when I encountered Miss He Huan at the market with Xuan Gongzi, she was selling herself to bury her father. At that time, I thought her father was young. An old man told me, 'You can't keep this girl by your side.' There was something else I forgot, but I didn't take it seriously and gave her a couple of silver coins." Jinse frowned, feeling somewhat frustrated. "Who would have thought she wanted to offer herself to Xuan Gongzi instead of burying her father and kept following us? Eventually, everyone found out."
"Why did you give her silver coins if she wanted to offer herself to my brother?"
"Uh, I don't know." Jinse looked up at Xuan Li, who appeared indifferent, and continued, "I think there must be a reason behind this. Perhaps if we unravel this knot, we can help Fengyin and Mel wake up."
Mel was in a state that could be considered a coma; he was just dazed and not himself.
"Listening to Jinse Girl, things are starting to make sense. Last night, that spirit mentioned its own matters, and today someone from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion has come. We should look for that Old Man again."
"That sounds good." Xuan Li nodded.
"The story is actually quite simple." Hibiscus lifted her Jin Robe and sat down on a chair. "Last night, that spirit claimed to be A Niu. He had been ill since childhood and was unable to marry. Then he fortuitously met He Huan, and the two became happily married. However, the good times didn't last long; He Huan suddenly changed temperament, poisoned him, and even committed acts like selling himself to bury his father. He harbored resentment in his heart, and his vengeful spirit could not find peace. That soul left with the bright light last night; I wonder what today's events are about?"
"So that's how it is." Both Spiritual Incense and Jinse were unaware of the specifics from last night and were quite surprised to hear this. "But why is it Mel?" Spiritual Incense found it strange that everyone else was fine, yet Mel had changed.
"Because Mel came into contact with that spirit," Xuan Li said affirmatively. The ghostly entity had pressed down on Mel, nearly taking his life.
"Then why is Fengyin unconscious?" Jinse was puzzled. "Did she also have contact with it?"
"No," Hibiscus shook her head. "For some unknown reason."
"Is Mel in danger right now?" Spiritual Incense felt uneasy, recalling how pale Mel looked last night while still showing concern for her, which made her even more anxious.
"I don't know, but folklore says that ghosts carry heavy yin energy. If this continues, Mel may be in grave danger," Hibiscus shook her head. "But that spirit has clearly already left; why is this happening?"
"Forget it, let's go outside and wait for news." Xuan Li stood up; this oppressive atmosphere was truly unsettling.
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