Someone turned on a powerful flashlight, sweeping it in his direction and demanding, “Who’s there? Sneaking around in the middle of the night, what are you trying to do…”
Luo Yingbai waved within Gou Songze’s light circle: “It’s your big brother.”
Xia Xianning stood slightly behind Gou Songze, with Yue Ling beside him. The ghostly shadow that had just run to his side was pinned to the wall by a golden light and had become a “ghost pancake”. Luo Yingbai could vaguely tell it was trembling.
Xia Xianning walked up to him, quickly scanning Luo Yingbai, and asked, “Why are you here alone?”
Luo Yingbai touched his nose: “Catching ghosts, of course.”
He briefly explained the situation to Yue Ling and Gou Songze behind him.
They were all here for the same thing. Xia Xianning nodded, feeling that the ghost they had caught was suspicious – it wasn’t a powerful malevolent spirit, just an ordinary dead soul. The spirit-summoning game Luo Yingbai was playing was quite advanced and shouldn’t have summoned something like this.
The mirror before them was already shattered, and whether a grotesque woman had truly appeared inside was impossible to verify.
Xia Xianning retracted the golden light, holding the ghost in front of him, and asked succinctly: “What’s going on?”
The ghost remained silent.
Xia Xianning, seeing it unresponsive, didn’t waste time. He waved his hand, turning the ghost into mist, then reconstituted and grabbed it again: “Did you kill Huang Weihua? Why harm people?”
Luo Yingbai, seeing his junior’s blatant violent law enforcement, couldn’t help but intervene: “I risked my life to summon it, and it hasn’t even done what I asked. Let me handle this.”
Xia Xianning warned: “Don’t take risks next time.”
Luo Yingbai rekindled the candle, and the ghost involuntarily floated above the tomb.
Such spirit-summoning rituals, like Ouija boards, are a transaction between humans and ghosts. Humans offer their life or something else as payment, requesting ghosts to do their bidding. Once the ritual begins, the transaction cannot be terminated before completion.
The scene made Xia Xianning thoughtful, immediately understanding Luo Yingbai’s intention.
Luo Yingbai asked the ghost: “Can you fulfill any wish?”
The ghost responded: “Yes.”
Luo Yingbai smiled: “My wish is for Xia Xianning to sing ‘Little Apple’ while doing the Seaweed Dance. Here’s his birth chart.”
