I followed Zhang Wenhong and Zhang Tingting into her yard.
Since it was night, the remaining spiritual energy in the yard seemed to be stronger, but there was no sign of strengthening.
It means that the two spiritual creatures that have transformed into human forms have not been here today.
Zhang Wenhong turned on the heater in the living room, and coupled with the heat from the oven, she felt warm as soon as she walked in.
It's still cold winter outside, but it seems to be warm spring inside.
After being outside for too long, the cold north wind blew, and when I was hit by the heat, I realized that my hands and feet were already numb from the cold.
A round wall clock hangs on the wall above the old-fashioned color TV, with the hands pointing to a quarter past nine.
"My eldest daughter, please sit down first. I'll make you a cup of tea to warm yourself up. Then you can tell me and Tingting how to cooperate with you." Zhang Wenhong said while busy making tea for me.
It was still early and I couldn't do much, so I nodded and sat down on the sofa.
Being with strangers and worrying about what to do next and what might happen makes me feel inexplicably more relaxed.
I can not think about anything and forget all the bad things.
No wonder people always say that concentrating on work is the best medicine for all wandering thoughts and wounds.
"Sister Hu Ling, is my house really haunted?" Zhang Tingting came over and asked me, "What ghosts are those two little girls?"
Girls aged seventeen or eighteen are generally very curious about these mysterious things.
Tingting is very beautiful, with an oval face and fair skin. Her cheeks and nose were slightly red due to the cold wind, and she looked at me with a pair of big eyes.
Her hair was all combed back, with only some broken hair on her forehead swaying as she moved, making her appear more agile and lively.
Although it was just a plain and ordinary school uniform, it could not hide her overflowing youthfulness at all.
It’s great to be young and it’s great to be able to study!
I suddenly fell in love with this lively girl in front of me and her somewhat strong but very enthusiastic mother.
"Do you believe in these somewhat mysterious things? This is somewhat contrary to what you have learned. What the teacher is teaching you should be to get rid of all feudal superstitions." I looked at her and said with a smile.
"Believe it! Our physics teacher has said that there are many mysterious things in the world that cannot be explained by science, so everyone needs to remain in awe of the unknown." Zhang Tingting said.
"Daughter, let me tell you, Tingting was laughed at by her classmates last time because of the amulet. If it weren't for their physics teacher, this child probably wouldn't want to wear that amulet anymore."
Zhang Wenhong came over with two glasses of water, handed one to me and one to Zhang Tingting.
"Thank you, Mom!" Zhang Tingting took the tea cup and smiled brightly at Zhang Wenhong.
I looked at the smiling faces of Zhang Wenhong and Zhang Tingting, and suddenly realized that my previous idea was wrong.
Because I didn't find any yin energy in their home, I thought it was their low mood that caused their bad fortune, so I had nightmares about hearing women calling for help, but now it seems that this is not the case.
There is nothing wrong with the emotions of both mother and daughter, and they are even more cheerful than many people. With such personalities, even if their fortunes decline, they will not be much worse.
Judging from Zhang Wenhong's appearance, her current fortune is indeed at a low point, but her divorce half a year ago has already brought her luck, and it will gradually improve from now on.
Judging from these circumstances, Zhang Wenhong and her daughter probably did not hear the wandering gods passing by or nearby calling for help because their luck was too low as I thought before, but someone specifically entrusted them with dreams.
But what I still can't figure out is, if someone really called for help in a dream, why did Zhang Wenhong get the Calming Talisman from Guiyuan Temple and the mother and daughter no longer had nightmares?
At the very least, Zhang Tingting's condition should not be solved by the Calming Talisman.
She is in a different state from her mother Zhang Wenhong. Her luck is not low and her spirit is not depressed. On the contrary, she is very cheerful.
A cheerful and youthful girl, unless an acquaintance asks her in a dream, under normal circumstances, Yin spirits cannot take advantage of her.
Thinking of this, I looked at Zhang Tingting and said, "Tingting, I heard your mother say that you dreamed of a woman calling for help. Do you think that voice is familiar to you?"
"Familiar?" Zhang Tingting tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "Maybe not familiar. The sound was far and near. I didn't hear it very clearly. I just felt scared."
As she spoke, she suddenly opened her eyes wide again and said: "Sister Hu Ling, when you say that, I really feel that the voice is a bit familiar, it seems... it seems..."
Zhang Tingting seemed to have been thinking for a long time, but she didn't say anything. She frowned and said with a grimace: "It's been so long that I can't remember it, but after hearing your reminder, I really remembered that the voice was very similar.
It’s the singing voice of our former music teacher!”
After finishing speaking, Zhang Tingting was stunned for a moment, looked at me awkwardly and smiled and said: "It's the singing voice of our previous music teacher! Yes, this is the reason why I feel familiar!"
"You kid! You're talking nonsense."
Zhang Wenhong smiled, took the teacup from Zhang Tingting's hand that she had drunk but not put down. She looked at Zhang Tingting with a loving smile and said, "How can the voice of crying for help be the same as the voice of the teacher singing?"
"Mom, you don't know, our previous music teacher Mei was very good-looking and sang very well. Unfortunately, she resigned and left us because she wanted to settle abroad with her boyfriend," Zhang Tingting said.
"Then it's even more impossible to sound like it. Since your teacher's singing sounds so good, how could it sound like the cry for help we heard in our dreams?" Zhang Wenhong shook her head with a smile.
"That's right, the voice is similar. That voice is very similar to our teacher Mei's voice!" Zhang Tingting tilted her head and thought for a moment.
"You kid, what a mess!" Zhang Wenhong smiled and shook his head, "I'll make it for you whatever you want to eat!"
Then he looked at me and said, "My eldest daughter, let's eat some too!"
"No, I just ate it at home!" I waved my hand and said.
"Then just give me a freshly baked bread, no need to cook!"
Tingting looked at Zhang Wenhong and said: "Mom, since Sister Hu Ling has already eaten, let's eat whatever we want and cooperate with Sister Hu Ling to help us catch those two little ghosts as soon as possible!"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Tingting turned her head and smiled brightly at me.
I didn't laugh, but looked at Zhang Tingting and replied: "Those two little girls are not female ghosts, but the voice you heard in your dream before. Are you sure it really sounds like your music teacher's voice?"
"Yes, very similar!"
Zhang Tingting nodded, "Sister Hu Ling, when you asked me this, I really thought it was the voice of our teacher Mei. By the way, that voice in the dream even called me by my name, classmate Zhang Tingting."