Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 424: What is Your Story?

Chapter 424: Chapter 424: What is Your Story?

Hearing Yan Sinian’s words, several ghosts who had taken human form showed dissatisfaction on their faces.

"Zhang Mingming" bared teeth and grimaced, as if desperate to pounce on Yan Sinian and devour his flesh, and the others were similarly restless.

Yan Sinian sneered, flicked his fingertip, and a Flying Sword formed from concentrated Spiritual Energy suddenly took shape, instantly pointing at Zhang Mingming’s jaw.

"Zhang Mingming" immediately dared not move.

He could tell that this person was ruthless and brutal, and didn’t care about harming the child his spirit was possessing.

If this Sword Qi entered his body, his Spiritual Body would be severed and his soul scattered to the winds.

With this display of power, the other "people" settled down.

Yan Sinian looked towards Yue Qingqing, and the girl cleared her throat.

"We would like to peacefully send you all on your way using the Rebirth Mantra to help everyone find salvation."

A chorus of dismissive snorts rose up until they quieted again after Yan Sinian’s gaze swept around.

Yue Qingqing smiled unconcernedly.

"Of course, I know that you all must have resentments, so we specially organized this tea session so that you can share your stories, and we’ll try our best to help you achieve them."

Ghosts, also known as spirits of the yin.

They typically arise from the obsessions of the deceased, which Ghost Cultivators know all too well.

Generally speaking, spirits of the yin are thoughtless, and the vast majority do not harm people.

However, ghosts that are aggressive are so because they harbor strong obsessions and resentments.

These wronged spirits drift between heaven and earth, not easily converted but also not readily harmful to people, as they lack physical form.

Under very rare circumstances, they can be summoned or aggregated through rituals.

And under extremely rare conditions, they can even possess someone.

The fact that Wei Rong and others could summon so many spirits at once and then fail to send them off yet become possessed, in Yue Qingqing’s view, had an even smaller probability than winning the lottery.

It was practically the impossible event her math teacher had talked about.

Yet, it happened.

According to her senior brother’s view, it would be simplest to disperse their souls and be done with it.

But Yue Qingqing was concerned that this might damage the children’s souls.

After all, they had to avoid injuring the rat for fear of breaking the vase and could only opt for milder measures.

Yan Sinian brushed his fingertip, transferring Spiritual Energy onto the yellow paper and tossed it into the aluminum basin.

A plume of white smoke suddenly rose, conspicuously vivid against the dark.

The spirits greedily inhaled a large breath, and felt their souls become slightly more solidified.

This was mingled with the Spiritual Energy of cultivators, naturally extraordinary.

"Tell your stories, and I will personally see you off," he said.

These words of personally seeing them off were no curse.

If aided by the Spiritual Energy of a cultivator, their journey of reincarnation would be much smoother, and they wouldn’t have to deal with greedy little ghosts seeking bribes.

It was definitely a pie falling from the sky, a stroke of great fortune.

A stick followed by a date.

Yan Sinian withdrew the Flying Sword from under Zhang Mingming’s jaw and drawled, "So, who amongst you will be the first to speak?"

"Gao Mengzhu" stared at the dancing flames in the aluminum basin.

"I’ll start."

"I am a girl, a mute."

"There is a saying, ’A mute eating coptis, suffering untold bitterness,’ this isn’t a joke, it’s the truth."

"From childhood to adulthood, I had no name, when they called me, it was ’hey you,’ ’a loss,’ ’stinking mute.’ My only purpose, it seems, was to be raised to a certain age and then married off, to bring a dowry for my unborn younger brother."

"Being beaten and scolded was more than normal. Even if a day went by without such treatment, I had to thank the heavens for their care. All I wanted was to stay alive until I could marry anyone, be it a deaf man, a cripple, even an idiot, as long as I could leave this home and survive."

"Yet, even such a simple wish turned out to be extravagant. In the year I turned six, that woman got pregnant." The spirit possessing Gao Mengzhu stared at the ground.

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