Chapter 283: Sneak Attack
At the same time.
After hiding all night, fearing that Takubo Fuga would suddenly appear again, Yue Yaxin finally sensed her aura receding.
She relaxed slightly, vigilantly using ghost power to circle out a sealed corner ensuring no one could eavesdrop, holding the small straw doll sealed with Feng Junhao’s soul, and softly called to him: “Junhao, can you hear me? If you can, answer me.”
Feng Xingchi’s situation was not good; she had to hurry to find a chance to take him and escape with Feng Junhao.
But she was unfamiliar with the surroundings, Xie Qingya only raged and cursed at her, so she could only learn the situation from Feng Junhao.
Feng Junhao, who was forced to absorb Feng Xingchi’s life force and fortune, had his soul body solidified much more, and his dazed brain slowly awakened at her call.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Feng Xingchi, lying on the ground not far from them, unknown if alive or dead.
Feng Junhao: “!!!”
Feng Junhao let out an especially emotional low roar: “Mom! Why is Xingchi here? What did you do to him?!”
He struggled hard, pleading with her: “Mom, I’m begging you, stop it! Don’t continue anymore, I’ve already died! I’ve already died!!”
Yue Yaxin instinctively covered the straw doll’s head, but Feng Junhao’s voice still leaked from her hand; only then did she realize he was in soul state, covering the head was useless, and she hurriedly said: “Junhao, calm down, it’s Yaxin!”
Feng Junhao’s voice was full of despair: “……You’re still trying to deceive me.”
Yaxin probably went to the Underworld for reincarnation long ago; how could she be here.
Yue Yaxin scratched her head, her eyes slightly closed as half her soul body emerged from Xie Qingya: “Junhao! Look quickly! I’m really not deceiving you!”
Feng Junhao: “??”
Feng Junhao instantly widened his eyes, face full of shock: “This, what’s going on? Yaxin? Why are you……?”
“Could it be that Mom caught you too? No, that’s not right; if you were caught, you wouldn’t possess her body. What exactly happened?”
“This matter is a long story; anyway, just know I’m here to save you.” Yue Yaxin’s half-emerged soul returned to Xie Qingya’s body, and she rapidly asked him: “Junhao, do you know where this is? Do you know who that woman in the miko outfit is? Where is the way out from here?”
When Feng Junhao heard her say she came to save him, his heart warmed slightly, but he soon remembered their current situation and gave a bitter smile, softly saying: “We……can’t leave.”
Yue Yaxin’s brows furrowed: “Can’t leave? Why?”
Feng Junhao was silent for a few seconds before slowly speaking: “Yaxin, have you heard of Zhu Tian Cult?”
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At that time, Nan Yuanman and Feng Congqian followed behind Ueda Yuki, slowly climbing the staircase.
Nan Yuanman openly turned her little head left and right, curiously looking here and there.
Pink cherry blossoms were planted around the stone steps, blooming and drifting pink petals in the wind, exceptionally dreamlike.
It really was like a fairyland.
After walking not long, a Japanese shrine appeared ahead of the three, and in front of its ancient gate stood a tall, gentle and beautiful woman wearing a red-and-white miko outfit.
Ueda Yuki quickly stepped forward, prostrating fully on the ground before the woman, her face full of fanatical devotion: “Great Miko, I’ve brought the people for you.”
“Good child.” A kind and gentle smile appeared on the woman’s fair face as she reached out to gently stroke Ueda Yuki’s head.
Ueda Yuki was so excited she nearly fainted, secretly vowing in her heart that she wouldn’t wash her hair when she got back! She wanted to keep the Great Miko’s scent forever!
“You’ve brought the people; go continue with your tasks.”
Ueda Yuki nodded: “Yes.”
She stood up meekly, turned and walked toward the exit, and as she passed Feng Congqian, her face still carried a happy smile: “Don’t be afraid, the Great Miko is very kind; she’ll help you.”
Feng Congqian nodded slightly: “I know, thank you.”
After Ueda Yuki left, Takubo Fuga’s gaze slowly fell on Nan Yuanman, her tone gentle as she spoke to Feng Congqian in Chinese: “You came for this child, right?”
Feng Congqian slightly tightened his grip on Nan Yuanman’s hand, and a touch of surprise appeared on his face at the right moment: “How did you know?”
“I smelled the aura of a curse on this child.” Takubo Fuga slowly approached Nan Yuanman, her slender fingers extending to touch her head.
Nan Yuanman “fearfully” hid behind Feng Congqian, only peeking out with a pair of big eyes vigilantly watching her.
Takubo Fuga didn’t mind her rudeness and continued: “If the curse on her isn’t removed, her destiny will be especially bumpy, even……she won’t live past twenty.”
The above were all made up by her.
How could a natural spirit body have a short life?
However, this little girl’s destiny did have some issues; just from her facial physiognomy, she couldn’t calculate her future life path, and her destiny was a fog.
Such a spirit body would have great research value even if not made into a puppet.
Plus, from her observations, this man was very nervous about the child, proving he cared deeply for her; as long as she exaggerated the severity, he would eagerly hand the child over to her himself.
Just like those who had sought her help before.
Takubo Fuga thought idly; she remembered that a few days ago the Cult Leader had mentioned a very young but exceptionally powerful little sorcerer appearing in China……
She wondered, if she turned this spirit body into a puppet, which would be stronger when it met that little sorcerer, the puppet or the sorcerer?
Takubo Fuga looked up at Feng Congqian: “You couldn’t find a solution in China, so you came to me, right?”
Feng Congqian’s thin lips pressed tight, looking as if she had hit on his worries; he turned his head to look at the child behind him and softly asked her: “Then what needs to be done to lift the curse on her.”
“If you’re at ease, you can hand her to me; with me, she won’t have life-threatening danger.” Takubo Fuga said mildly.
Nan Yuanman clutched Feng Congqian’s clothes, saying in a small frightened voice: “Daddy, don’t leave me here, I’m scared……”
Even knowing Nan Yuanman was acting, Feng Congqian felt especially upset hearing her say that.
He wished he could hug her up and leave right now, or comfort her by saying no, Daddy would never leave you alone.
“Little friend, if you don’t stay with me, you’ll die.” Takubo Fuga squatted before Nan Yuanman, her extremely black eyes meeting hers: “Don’t you want to stay with your daddy forever?”
Nan Yuanman looked full of helplessness and conflict; she looked at Feng Congqian, then at Takubo Fuga: “I……I……”
She clutched her clothes: “I do want to……”
Takubo Fuga reached out to her, a smile on her face: “Then come with sister.”
Nan Yuanman hesitantly reached out her hand and grasped Takubo Fuga’s warm-cool palm.
Takubo Fuga: “I’ll first help suppress the curse on her; you have half a day to consider whether to leave her here.”
With that, she led Nan Yuanman into the room; Feng Congqian suppressed the urge to chase after, standing in place with a heavy expression, deep in thought.
After Takubo Fuga led Nan Yuanman into the room, Nan Yuanman instantly felt as if many people were watching her in the darkness.
The gate behind slowly closed, plunging the room into dimness; the only light was the faintly burning white candle on the wall.
Nan Yuanman pretended to be afraid and drew close to Takubo Fuga, her little hand secretly pulling out the small coffin and smashing it toward her back without hesitation!
