Chapter 42: The soul returns to its place

I was very worried and at the same time felt sorry for my mother. I grabbed the old man’s hand and my palms were sweating. The old man understood my emotions and sighed softly, “Your mother is really strong. It’s painful to lock the yang, not to mention having to follow the ghosts behind you? This lock has been locked for so long, and you have to run again and again, and again and again, enduring high levels of mental stress. Your mother… she… she is really amazing.”

Old Jiang knew how difficult this was, but no one but my mother could do it, and he had no choice, or perhaps he didn’t have much confidence.

But the most incredible thing about this time is motherly love. The energy it can unleash is absolutely amazing. My mother just did it.

Like a boat in a storm, my mother seemed so precarious, but that was just how she was. She braved the storm and brought my second sister’s last two souls back home.

Old Jiang quickly opened the soul-binding knot and quickly locked it on my second sister. When he finally finished, Old Jiang also felt a great sense of relief and said, “It’s done. My second sister’s soul is all back in place.”

My father suddenly ran out, touched my sister’s head with excitement, cracked his mouth and smiled.

But I could see how excited my father was. He couldn’t express himself, so he just smiled foolishly.

“If there are no problems, in two days at most, my second sister will wake up, completely awake. If the child is a little stronger, she will wake up tomorrow.” Old man Jiang was also very happy and said excitedly.

After hearing this, my mother smiled weakly, and suddenly she fainted without a sound.

My father immediately held my mother, so nervous that his voice changed: “Master Jiang, Xiuyun… Xiuyun… what’s wrong?”

Old Master Jiang rushed over, shouting, “Oh no, it hasn’t come yet. Remember to untie Xiu Yun’s knot.” While shouting, Old Master Jiang quickly began to untie the knot.

For a knot like this, you can’t just pull it. If you do, it will cause many different consequences. You can only untie it, so if you’re not a professional, you won’t be able to untie it according to the steps. It’s definitely a very dangerous thing.

At this time, I was worried and staring at my house, and I was also scared. I called out for my second sister four times, and at least seven or eight ghosts gathered in my house. It was almost a ghost nest.

Although they looked numb, I had no idea what they were doing here!

“Help Xiu Yun to the bed to rest. She is just an ordinary person. It is not easy to hold on to the knot for so long.” At this time, the old man Jiang had already untied the knot and said to my panicked father.

My father, who was supporting my mother, asked with some unease, “Master Jiang, will this have no major impact on Xiu Yun in the future?”

“There is no big impact. Rest more and the yang energy will recover. Tomorrow I will go and pick some herbs for her. If she takes them in decoction, she will recover faster.” While speaking, the old man put the yang knot, which had turned into a red string, into his bag.

My father helped my mother to rest, and at the same time, he told my eldest sister to rest. At this time, I whispered to the old man, “Master, our house is about to become a ghost nest.”

“It’s okay. These ghosts are not evil spirits. I’ll write a talisman to disperse them later. You should also go to bed early. Remember the meditation mantra I taught you. Don’t keep your eyes open. This is very harmful to the gods.” Old Master Jiang casually ordered.

It was better that he didn’t say it, but when he did, I felt dizzy and my whole body felt very tired. It was okay just now when I was nervous, but now that I’m relaxed, it’s really uncomfortable, and I really want to throw up.

“Remember to recite the mantra of calmness to fall asleep, so that you can recover quickly and well. Otherwise, you won’t be able to move around next week.” Old Jiang said seriously, and then rushed me to bed.

Of course, I followed the old man’s instructions. After washing up, I went to bed and recited the mantra of meditation in silence. It really worked. In just a short while, I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, the sunlight was blinding, and I stretched. I found that I was hungry, but I was very energetic. The feeling of being dizzy and nauseous from the previous day was completely gone.

“Mom, Mom, what time is it? I’m hungry. What are we eating today?” I shouted from my bed, but my mother didn’t come back. Instead, my eldest sister came in.

“What time is it? It’s already noon! What are you going to eat? I’ll make you some bamboo shoots and meat.” As soon as my sister came in, she pinched my cheeks, but not hard, and her attitude was mostly affectionate.

“Ah? It’s Sunday, so I don’t need to eat well, but I have to eat ‘stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat’.” I knew that my sister was joking, but I was happy to chat with her a little bit, because according to the usual rule, on Sundays, the whole family would get together and always eat something good.

“Yes, isn’t this a good opportunity to ‘re-educate’ you on Sundays? Haha…” My sister said, while tickling me. I was scared of this, and I jumped around the bed.

After a little while of sibling banter, my sister told me to get dressed. She helped me button up my shirt and said, “Our mother isn’t feeling well today, so our father is cooking. And our second sister is awake, but she still looks a little pale.”

“What? Second sister is awake?” I heard this and immediately jumped out of bed, not even bothering to button up my shirt. I ran to my second sister’s room while pulling up my pants.

My sister called out helplessly from behind: “Sanwa, slow down.”

“Second sister, second sister…” I ran straight to my second sister’s room and saw her half-reclining on the bed. My father was feeding her porridge. I knew it had been mixed with minced meat from the smell.

“Sanwa,” my sister’s voice was still a little weak, but the affection between siblings was still the same.

I jumped onto my sister’s bed and my father slapped me down. “Sanwa, you’re a pain in the ass.”

“Second sister, are you better? Are you still not feeling well?” I don’t know why, but when I saw that my second sister was leaning against the bed and her eyes had returned to normal, my nose felt a little bit sour, and when I asked her a question, my eyes turned red.

I was so afraid that my sister would fall into a deep sleep again. I was so afraid of my sister’s strange, fierce eyes.

“It’s okay, it’s all right. I just feel like I’ve had a long dream. I dreamed that I was running to the cemetery. I dreamed that I was walking in many places, walking and walking, and there were some strange people around me. They didn’t speak, and they looked very scary. I was very scared and wanted to go home, but it was dark around me, and I couldn’t find where our house was.” My second sister took my hand and said to me, “Even if you are sensible, my second sister is still a child. She must be very scared.

“It’s okay, little sister. When did my eldest sister come in? She took my sister in her arms and my father put down his bowl and caressed her hair. I lowered my head and wiped away the tears.

“I felt like I was dying, like I was going to disappear, and then I heard our mother calling my name, lighting a lamp and calling me all the way back. I don’t know how many times I walked back and forth before I finally made it home. Also, the other day I kept feeling that a fierce woman was coming to scare me. Whenever she scared me, I wouldn’t dare to look at her, and I couldn’t even make a sound. I told myself, “I don’t want to be afraid of her, I don’t want to be afraid of her…” My second sister chattered on and on, she needed an outlet for her emotions.

We didn’t interrupt her, but waited until she had finished talking, and then we all comforted her.

Especially my eldest sister, who repeatedly emphasized to my second sister that a very capable person had come to our family, and that no one would dare to cause trouble in the future.

My eldest sister described it, and I didn’t expect my second sister to have an impression of the old man Jiang. She said, “Isn’t he the dirty, crazy old man? I remember him. He came to our house a few times when I was a child, and then my third child’s illness got better.”

Hearing my two sisters discussing the old man, I suddenly remembered him. I looked up and asked my father, “Dad, where is my master?”

Hearing that I had asked about the old man, my father looked at me and smiled strangely, teasing me, “So you’re calling him master already?”

“I’m not afraid of him spanking me?” In fact, I admire the old man, but I refuse to admit it. I don’t know why I have such a complicated personality. No wonder my father beats me all the time. This kid is simply not likeable.

“I’m too lazy to argue with you. Your master gave me a talisman early in the morning and told me to stick it on the door before he left, saying that he had to go do something. I asked him if he wanted to call you, but he said no.” My father knew very well that I was not a likeable person, so he didn’t bother to argue with me and just answered my question.

After lying in bed with my second sister for a while, I saw that she had finished her meat porridge, so I went out. According to my eldest sister, my second sister is now taking care of her health and doesn’t want to be disturbed (in this case, I understand it as being disturbed).