009 Cemetery Ghost Practice Blocked
Luo Yi and Wan Rou walked out, the living room returned to calmness, but Zi Tong's face was icy cold without a hint of joy.
Several exquisite small dishes were placed on the dining table, and Wan'er served a small half bowl of rice to Zitian in front of her. "Is that thing gone?"
"Hmm!", Zi Tong took the chopsticks from Wan Rou's hand, hummed a sound from her nose, and mechanically shoveled rice into her mouth without tasting it, but not a single grain of rice entered her mouth.
Luo Yi and Zi Tong have been together for so long, but he has never seen her get so worked up over something. Today, she didn't even touch her favorite dish, sugar vinegar ribs.
She put a piece of pork ribs into Zitian's bowl, but Luo Yi didn't say another word. What could make the usually unapproachable Zitian so downhearted? It must be because of Wenyue's illness!
"Has Luo Yi told you about my test results? Wen Er held up her chopsticks and smiled slightly, "Actually, there's no need to be sad for me, that's my fate! This lifetime is already worth it just by meeting all of you!"
Wan'er is such a kind and gentle woman, always leaving smiles for others while bearing all the pain alone! But the more she endures in silence, the more painful it is for Zi Tong!
"I have something to attend to, I'll be right back! You guys eat first!" Zi Tong put down her bowl and chopsticks.
He walked to the shoe rack and put on his canvas shoes, just about to leave, when he was softly called back by Wenyue.
Wan Rou walked up to Zi Yan's front, squatted down and seriously tied the loose shoelaces, then stood up and patted Zi Yan's hand. "Until now you still haven't learned to take care of yourself, how can I feel at ease leaving?"
One sentence struck a chord in Ziyan's tear point, she opened her arms and tightly hugged Wanyu, but hid her tears in the instant she turned around.
"Loi, take care of Wanrou!", after throwing out this sentence, Zitian quickly left...
On a summer night, the breeze was cool and there was no moon but stars. Zi Tong walked on that quiet forest path in the cemetery, feeling really ridiculous! As a destined demon hunter with the ability to command gods and demons, couldn't even save his best friend?! Those rules he had been following every day, were they worth blindly obeying like this?
If one cannot even protect his own kin, how can he maintain the order of yin and yang?
As she thought of this, Zi Tong had unknowingly walked to the center of the cemetery, looking at the neatly arranged tombstones around her. She closed her beautiful eyes, clasped her hands together in a prayer-like gesture and placed them on her chest, silently reciting an incantation.
When she opened her eyes again, the purple pupils emitted a faint mist, and a layer of dark fog instantly enveloped the entire cemetery. Then, out of thin air, a spiral-shaped gust of wind rose up, sucking out a green flame from the center of the tombstone. Suddenly, a mournful wail echoed around.
This is the wail of a ghost. Every time a ghost is about to disappear, it will make such a crying sound, and after the cry, it will turn into a tear drop.
A ghost's life has only one tear, and that is at the time of its own demise, so it also has a magical effect. To prolong the gentle life, Ziyu can now only practice ghostly tears, and then use yin to cross yang.
Although, Zi Tong had never done this before, but now she has no choice! Wan Rou and Luo Yi are her only relatives, she can't bear to see them in trouble!
Zi Tong held her breath, watching as the green flames turned into water droplets suspended in mid-air and merged with each other. Just when they were about to succeed at a critical moment, a white light shot over and directly dispersed those green lights. Then hundreds of ghosts scattered and fled, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
"You really enjoy being corrupt and dancing with bribery!", a teasing voice came from the darkness...
