The restaurant at Xianghe Restaurant is very exquisite. The fresh, fragrant and spicy food unique to western Hunan made our index fingers tickle. It satisfies our stomachs and warms our hearts.
The woman before was the proprietress of Xianghe Restaurant. After serving us a pot of good tea, she said softly to me: "Master Hu, my girl has fallen asleep. Look, this is her birth date. Please excuse me!"
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As he spoke, he handed me a piece of paper with the girl's date and time of birth neatly written on it.
The girl's name is Yan Ling, and she is nearly three years younger than me.
I calculated based on her date of birth that this girl is pretty and has all five elements, including two layers of water, two layers of gold, and no red or cloudy clouds.
Water is more intelligent, while gold is more agile. If it were not for the misfortune that the Yan family's Zhenliu Cloud Temple was occupied by the ghost king Caixia, this girl would have been able to study peacefully and achieve success all her life, and live a happy life relying on her own hands.
I hope her spiritual roots are not damaged and are well in the spirit bag.
I nodded to the landlady, stood up and said, "Take me to her bedroom."
"Okay, Master, come with me!" The landlady nodded with her back to me, half-bowed.
All with care and respect.
Poor parents in the world, for the health and happiness of their children, even if there is only a little hope, parents are willing to bend their backs.
"I have the same name as sister Yan Ling, and I am only three years older than her. Auntie, you are the elder, just call me by my name Hu Ling!"
The boss lady's excessive respect made me a little uneasy, and it also made me respect my mother even more.
"Ah, this——"#@$&
The landlady glanced at the old mayor subconsciously, shook her head and said, "How can this happen? Although no one from our family went to Wangquan Mountain last night, I heard from everyone today that you have been a life-saving benefactor to our whole town.
How can I call you by your first name?"
I was a little helpless and repeatedly told the old mayor to just call me by my name, but this time when we met, the old mayor still kept calling me Master Hu Ling.
"Names are meant to be called by others. What's more, kindness is mutual. I saved everyone, and everyone's kindness also saved my family from a disaster. I am equally grateful to everyone."
I smiled and took the landlady's hand, "Let's go, Auntie, take me to see Yan Ling's condition first."
"good!"%&(&
The proprietress took my hand, patted the back of my hand gently, and sighed: "What a good girl, God really opened his eyes and sent a living god to our Yan family town."
There were even more words of praise, but every word came from the heart.
I smiled helplessly, shook my head secretly, and followed the landlady towards the stairs.
The old mayor and Yan Na also refused to leave, wanting to know whether the first girl I treated could succeed.
Yan Ling's bedroom is on the third floor.
Because it is a B&B, the layout from the first floor to the third floor is basically the same. In the middle is a small hall with sofas, coffee tables, TVs and tea cabinets.
There are four doors on both sides of the living room, which are four bedrooms. One end of the living room is a staircase entrance, and the other end is a floor-to-ceiling window leading to the balcony.
The landlady led us to a bedroom door and whispered to me: "This is my Ling'er's bedroom. When you were having dinner just now, I came up and coaxed her to sleep."
As she spoke, she reached out and turned the doorknob.
I turned back to look at the old mayor and the others who also had eager faces, and said to the landlady: "Just wait for me in the living room. I will call you in after I have cured her."
In fact, spiritual roots are not like souls, and they will not be frightened away by too many people because of excessive yang energy. But if such a large room of people enter together, the aura will be very messy, not to mention this is the first girl to return the spiritual roots.
Girl, I don't want any accidents to happen.
"good!"
The landlady retracted her hand and showed enough trust in me. She turned around and greeted the old mayor and the others in a low voice: "Let's listen to Hu Ling and just wait here. I'll make a pot of good tea for everyone and get some refreshments."
Come up."
Even she said that, no matter how curious Yan Na and the old mayor were, they all nodded, turned around and sat down on the sofa.
I turned to look at Lu Xiaohong, and just as I was about to speak, he came up behind me and said, "I'll go in with you!"
"good!"
I nodded and relaxed my sweaty hands.
I have done a lot of work of summoning souls for people, but this is my first time to send back spiritual roots. Although it is simple, it would be false to say that I am not nervous at all.
With him by my side, I feel instantly confident.
"Auntie, give me a glass of warm water."
When I was about to open the door and go in, I thought of another thing, turned around and said to the landlady.
There is a transparent glass kettle on the coffee table, with most of the water in it, which should be cold water.
The landlady nodded, took out a cup from the tea cabinet without saying a word, poured a glass of water from the glass kettle and handed it to me.
It happens to be warm, and I really like the feeling of doing things smoothly.
I smiled comfortingly at the landlady, and Lu Xiaohong and I turned around and pushed the door open and entered Yan Ling's bedroom.
This is a very girly bedroom, with pink and purple walls, a milk-white carved European-style bed, pink three-dimensional flowers on the wall, and pink curtains. There is a milk-white desk against the wall, with several macarons on it.
The dragon-colored doll and the yellow warm light give you a feeling of being surrounded by gentleness when you enter.
It's just that the crayon graffiti on the pink-purple wall opposite the bed looks a bit awkward, as if it was scrawled on it by a child who has not yet enlightened.
It is indeed a random drawing. Yan Ling has lost his intelligence and his IQ is probably not even as good as that of a three or four year old child.
Yan Ling was lying quietly on the bed, covered with a pink cherry blossom-patterned quilt, with a delicate little face exposed, and a slightly silly smile on her lips.
I carefully took out the trapped spirit bag given to me by Pluto Tu, opened the rope at the mouth of the bag slightly, and softly recited Yan Ling's name, birth date, and mantra.
A ray of aqua blue light slowly floated out from the trapped spirit bag.
The light looked full and rich in color, with a faint strange aroma.
Very good, it doesn't look damaged.
As I recited the incantation, the sound floated to the top of Yan Ling's head and slowly circled around.
My back tensed up and I continued to chant the mantra softly.
The aqua-blue light slowly circled Yan Ling's head three times before disappearing from her heavenly spirit.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Lying on the bed, Yan Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't know whether it was because his spiritual roots suddenly returned or because he was dreaming about something, but he let out a soft sigh.
The silly smile on the corner of his lips also disappeared.
It should be done.
I took out the spiritual silk binding rope that Coffin Chen gave me from my backpack, endured the pain, took a small piece of spiritual silk from it, melted it into a cup of water, walked to the bedside, half-lifted Yan Ling, and melted the spiritual silk rope.
He fed her the water filled with Lingsi and drank it.