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Chapter Seventeen: Lost Soul

Xiao Yu didn't know that such a thing actually caused family conflicts! But the adults are the adults' business, and Xiao Long is Xiao Yu's friend, so Xiao Yu must go and have a look. After all, this matter has something to do with him.

"Dad, don't go, her grandmother won't be like that if I go," Xiao Yu said with a small cloth on his back.

Xiao Qiang also felt that it was not appropriate for him to go now. Grandma Xiao Long was angry. Didn’t she beg her past?

"Okay, go and have a look. Come back early after finishing it." Xiao Qiang nodded.

After a while, Xiao Long's father and his grandmother made a fuss in the room, they became quiet. After all, they were mother and son, and they had no deep hatred. They were all for the sake of the children's good, but the two had different views.

"Mom, can you change your temper? Look at the neighbors on both sides of us. Xiao Long doesn't even have a friend. Now that you scold Xiao Yu's family, which parents will let their children play with Xiao Long in the future?"

"If you don't play, don't play. After getting into college, there are so many friends," Grandma Xiao Long said unconvincedly, but her voice was obviously much smaller! After all, she was a person who was older. She was impulsive before, but now she came to her senses and felt that she had done too much, but her strong personality still made her unwilling to bow her head.

At this time, Xiao Yu walked in from the yard and saw that Xiao Long's father and the others were sitting in the room. He greeted him one by one, and then went straight into Xiao Long's room. Xiao Long's house was still a muddy house, so Xiao Long lived with his grandmother. The house was not big and seemed a bit simple, but the cleaning was clean.

Xiao Long slept on the bed, his eyes staring at Fang Liang blankly, his face had regained its rosyness. Seeing Xiao Yu coming in, Xiao Long didn't take a look, as if he didn't recognize him anymore.

Xiao Yu looked at Xiao Long, then sat in front of the bed and asked, "Xiao Long, are you okay?"

Xiao Long still had no reaction and looked at the ceiling blankly! Seeing this scene, Xiao Yu frowned, formed seals with both hands, and then pointed at Xiao Long's brow, sensed it slightly, and then took his finger back.

Seeing this, Xiao Long's parents, who were standing aside, hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "Xiao Yu, do you see anything wrong?"

Xiao Yu did not speak, but sat on the bed, staring at Xiao Long, then closed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart, "Xiao Long, one son will die, and his life will be fifty-six years. I didn't expect Xiao Long's life to be so low, no wonder his health is a little worse."

Grandma Xiao Long had long lost her previous majesty at this time. She was nervous when she stood aside, and even regretted what she had done before. She just hoped that Xiao Yu would not hold grudges and cure her grandson first.

"Uncle and Aunt, Xiao Long did have some problems, but it's okay, I will help him," Xiao Yu said.

"What happened? Is it important? What should I prepare?" Xiao Long's father hurriedly said.

"Yes, what else can we need, let's prepare immediately."

Xiao Long was doing business outside and only knew about Xiao Yu after returning to the village. If Xiao Long hadn't been in a strange state, he wouldn't have believed Xiao Yu's trick.

"Prepare a basin of charcoal fire at the door, and prepare a large piece of red paper and two bamboo strips for me. I want to make something," Xiao Yu said simply.

"Okay, I'll go find it right away," Grandma Xiao Long said in a hurry.

Xiao Long's father said curiously, "Xiao Yu, what do you want those things?"

"If you ask me to find me, I will find it, there is no such a lot of nonsense," Grandma Xiao Long said unhappily.

Xiao Yu knew that Xiao Long's parents didn't understand, so he quickly explained, "We fell into the coffin today because the coffin was rotten, so we fell into it, but there was no dirt in the coffin, so don't worry."

"But after Xiao Long fell in, he lost his soul because he was afraid. I will bring his soul back tonight."

When Xiao Long heard that Xiao Long's soul was lost, Xiao Long's parents immediately looked like earth. They immediately stopped asking more questions and hurriedly prepared what Xiao Yu wanted.

Seeing Xiao Long's parents leave, Xiao Yu took out a roll of red thread, tied one end of the red thread to Xiao Long's finger, then took out an oil lamp, wrapped the other end of the red thread, and then took out a talisman and stuck it on the oil lamp.

At this time, the sky gradually became darker. Xiao Yu sat at Xiao Long's house, put the bamboo strips on the charcoal fire and baked them, and then quickly formed a circle, with three circles of lanterns, wrapped in red paper outside, and a bamboo strip in the middle, leaving a place where candles were inlaid.

Making lanterns is a specialty of Grandpa Xiao Yu, so Xiao Yu also learned some of it. However, he used to help his grandpa, but now he does it by himself. Although it is a bit ugly, it can be used.

After the lantern was made, Xiao Yu took out a cinnabar pen and wrote Xiao Long's birth date on it. Then he took out a bamboo strip as thick as a thumb and picked up the lantern. Then he nodded with satisfaction.

Xiao Long's parents sat aside and helped Xiao Yu from time to time, with a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that a child would even know these things.

After doing all this, Xiao Yu returned to the inner room, lit the oil lamp, and then said, "Uncle and Aunt, close the doors and windows, look at the oil lamp, I'll go to the mass grave."

"What, go to the mass grave, are you going alone?"

"Yes, I'll go alone, you don't have to worry, I'm fine."

After Xiao Yu finished speaking, he lit the candle inside the lantern and walked out strode. The dark sky, snow-white ground, and a red lantern looked quite interesting.

But the ground is much harder to walk now than in the morning. Because the snow melts and some places are frozen, Xiao Yu walks very slowly, for fear of not paying attention to falling. It doesn't matter if he falls. If the lantern is destroyed, it will have to be redone.

"Xiaoqiang, Xiaobao, go and find where Xiaolong's soul has been thrown away. Don't let the nearby monsters catch it." Halfway through, Xiao Yu summoned the two little ghosts and said.

"Brother Yu, how many souls did this Xiaolong lose?" Xiaobao asked.

"If I lost one soul, if I lost a few souls, I would have been unconscious long ago. How could I be awake? Okay, stop asking, go quickly, and I will definitely hold him when I find it," Xiao Yu reminded.

"Okay..."

The two little ghosts floated forward swayingly. Xiao Yu held the lantern and hurriedly opened his eyes and looked around carefully. This soul was generally not too far away from his body, and even if the Yin Mai saw it, he would not take it away. After all, this is a yang soul and he can still go back.

Not long after Xiao Yu left, Xiao Qiang rushed to Xiao Long's house. When he heard that Xiao Yu was going to summon souls, he couldn't help but start to worry. After all, on this heavy snowy day, there were probably few parents who wanted to let a child run around outside.

Xiao Yu didn't go far, and he actually saw a ghost. It was a young man wearing a white dress. Xiao Yu didn't recognize this person, but the other party didn't think Xiao Yu could see him, so he went directly to the village.

"I have never seen anyone. Did he die a long time ago?" Xiao Yu muttered.

Since Xiao Yu could see the ghost, he thought of calling his parents up, but his grandfather told him that his parents had already gone to the cycle of reincarnation and could not come back now, and after Xiao Yu secretly summoned the soul, he really hadn't summoned him, so he gave up this idea.
Chapter completed!
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