YM778.TV Chapter 278: Return to Position
At that moment, they followed Huang Xiaolong’s instructions, calling out “Zhong Hui” at the top of their lungs.
“Shout it louder. If you can’t call back Zhong Hui’s spirit today, your life will be forfeited,” Huang Xiaolong contemptuously ordered Yang Kai, who was kneeling on the ground.”
Yang Kai subconsciously glanced at the ghost of starvation within him, his heart pounding as he began to bawl, “Zhong Hui! Zhong Hui! Please, come back! I beg you! Come back!”
Huang Xiaolong did not shout, instead he stood in place, scanning his surroundings, and periodically looking at the three burning incense sticks.
People often refer to “the time it takes to burn an incense stick”. This concept originated from monks who used the burning of incense as a method of keeping time. When monks meditated, they would use eleven incense sticks a day, resting for about 20 minutes in between. At that time, the incense sticks were all hand made to a standard size, and it would take about an hour for one to burn down completely.
The incense that Huang Xiaolong used was of this handmade, standard type. Thus, they had one hour to call back Zhong Hui’s spirit.
After 20 minutes had passed and the incense had burned down to a third, Chu Tingting and the others’ voices were already hoarse. However, there was no sign of Zhong Hui’s spirit.
“Tingting, why don’t you take a two minute break,” suggested Huang Xiaolong.
“No! The incense is still burning, time waits for no one, I’ll continue! We’ll continue to call out!” Chu Tingting insisted with determination on her face.
Yang Kai, out of breath and looking miserably at Huang Xiaolong.
“You keep calling, don’t stop, and don’t think about slacking off.” Huang Xiaolong glared at Yang Kai.
Yang Kai had been too arrogant before, but now he was under Huang Xiaolong’s mercy. Huang Xiaolong, having no intention of being lenient, decided to teach him a harsh lesson.
With a gloomy expression, Yang Kai continued to call out.
A few minutes later, Zhong Hui’s spirit still didn’t appear. Instead, many wandering ghosts, attracted by the scent of the incense, began to move slowly towards them. They greedily sniffed at the incense…
This scene was much like a starving man, after days without food, lunging ravenously at an unexpected feast.
The power of the revealing talisman ink still lingered in the area. As a result, Chu Tingting and the others could see the growing number of wandering ghosts nearby.
Overwhelmed by instinctive fear, Chu Tingting and the others stopped their shouting, clutching at each other in terror.
Suddenly!
The three incense sticks began to burn even faster!
“Damn it! Is this food for you?” Huang Xiaolong barked in rage, “Get lost! Or your souls will be completely destroyed!”
His roar held great intimidating strength, causing the wandering ghosts to retreat. But they lingered in the distance, greedy eyes fixed on the three incense sticks, sucking on their own fingers incessantly.
The three incense sticks, having been feasted on by the ghosts, were about to burn out completely!
“This is ridiculous…” Huang Xiaolong shook his head, then began to shout, “Zhong Hui… Come back quickly! Your mother is calling you to come home for dinner!”
“Little Long, the incense is about to go out! Zhong Hui’s spirit still hasn’t returned…” Chu Tingting was almost in tears.
Just then!
A cold breeze swept down from the sky!
Everyone looked up and saw a white shadow not far away. Its wooden face was staring at them.
It looked exactly like Zhong Hui!
“Zhong Hui!” Chu Tingting cried out in shock and joy.
“Zhong Hui” stared blankly at Chu Tingting and then, as if scared, turned to float away.
“Tingting, you scared Zhong Hui’s spirit. But… hahaha… perseverance prevails. We finally called her back!” Before she could respond, Huang Xiaolong pulled out a piece of willow wood and, with one swift movement, absorbed Zhong Hui’s spirit into it.
“Alright, let’s head back to Zhong Hui’s house,” Huang Xiaolong said, turning to leave.
Chu Tingting and the others quickly followed suite.
“Master… Master… Zhong Hui’s soul has returned… When… When will you save me…” Yang Kai nervously tagged along.
“Say less, your voice annoys me.” Huang Xiaolong glanced back at Yang Kai, causing him to halt his words in fear.
Soon, the crowd returned to Zhong Hui’s home.
Mother Zhong hadn’t slept, keeping the lights on indoors while she waited beside Zhong Hui’s bed, staring blankly at her unconscious daughter as silent tears rolled down her cheeks.
Upon seeing Huang Xiaolong, Chu Tingting, and the others return, Mother Zhong hastily came forward. “Young man, Tingting… how… how is it?”
“Auntie! We’ve called back Zhong Hui’s soul!” Chu Tingting joyously announced, having briefly glanced at Huang Xiaolong. “The rest is up to Little Long. Auntie, no worries, Zhong Hui will wake up.”
“Yes, auntie, your daughter will get better soon.” Huang Xiaolong walked into the bedroom, took a look at the unconscious Zhong Hui on the bed and then said, “Auntie, turn off all the lights in the room.”
“Okay, okay, I will turn off the lights right away.” Mother Zhong busy switched off the lights in the living room and bedroom, and immediately, the entire house was plunged into darkness.
In the bedroom, Huang Xiaolong took out the willow wood that had absorbed Zhong Hui’s soul and spirit, and started muttering an incantation, incredibly
Whoosh
A white shadow fluttered out from the willow wood!
“You are in this body, return immediately!” Huang Xiaolong’s mighty and righteous shout echoed, resembling an enlightened monk.
As she stood by his side, Chu Tingting couldn’t help but glance at Huang Xiaolong. Her heart trembled slightly, stirring ripples of emotion.
The next second, the white shadow whizzed into Zhong Hui’s body.
Huang Xiaolong then took out a soul-fixing talisman and stuck it on Zhong Hui’s forehead.
As he chanted an incantation, the talisman ignited itself, turning into golden light, and seeped into Zhong Hui’s brain.
“Alright, auntie, turn on the lights.” Huang Xiaolong cheerfully said.
The lights came on.
“Young man… I… I…” Mother Zhong, her face wet with tears, and full of expectation, looked at Huang Xiaolong.
“Auntie, you can wake your daughter now. She can wake up,” smiled Huang Xiaolong.
The unconscious Zhong Hui on the bed, her pale face had visibly become rosy, and her breathing much more stable and strong.
“Hui Hui… my sweet daughter… my darling… you…you wake up…please wake up…” Mother Zhong called shakily.
The next second!
Zhong Hui’s eyelashes fluttered, and then… she slowly opened her eyes!
“Mum? Zhong Hui instinctively called out, then blinked, and after a few seconds reopened her eyes, her eyeball glanced around, “Eh? Tingting? Where is this? This seems to be my house. What are you doing in my house?”
“You finally woke up!!!” Chu Tingting cried out too, a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.
At the same time, Mother Zhong immediately kneeled in front of Huang Xiaolong. “Young man, you… you are a living god! You’re a god!”
Huang Xiaolong quickly helped Mother Zhong up and comforted her with a few words.
“Hey, you, come out with me.” Huang Xiaolong glanced at Yang Kai before heading towards the living room.
“Yes, yes, yes…” Yang Kai nodded profusely like a pecking chick, hunching his back as he followed Huang out.