The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 76: Miraculous Fate

Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Miraculous Fate

Tang Qing grabbed his hand, gestured downward, and quickly formed a spell that was fiercely cast onto the ground.

Immediately, the desolate, decrepit ground shook with a roar, and the wind scattered scrap paper and trash, revealing a circular golden light array on the ground.

It formed the shape of a deep pit, and the golden light flowed, reflecting all manner of eerie images beneath the surface.

A few people drooped their heads, dragging their feet, slowly bowing their heads as they moved forward, circling slowly around the light circle, as if drawn by some mysterious force, looking forever unable to find a way out.

One of them sensed the emotions above, raised their head, and opened their bewildered eyes. Under the golden light, their features were particularly clear.

Xu Leisong and Liu Xianglei exclaimed simultaneously:

"Uncle."

"Dad."

Tang Qing took a deep breath, "It’s definitely him. He died in this place, and after all these years, he couldn’t reincarnate because of his resentment, becoming an Earth-bound Spirit."

"So what should we do now?"

Xu Leisong looked at Tang Qing in terror, his face filled with sincerity and trust.

"Do you remember how your uncle died?" The golden light reflected on Tang Qing’s face, revealing the fine lines beneath his wrinkles, making him suddenly look very unfamiliar.

"There was an accident while inspecting the construction site, what about it?" Xu Leisong asked in surprise.

Suddenly feeling a chill behind him, he turned his head in astonishment, meeting Liu Xianglei’s strange, hateful gaze.

"Brother, you..."

Just as he uttered two words, he felt a hand push forcefully against his back.

He was caught off guard and was pushed down entirely.

The golden reflection in front of him rapidly transformed into a deep pit, with howling cold wind coming from its bottom.

Xu Leisong let out a piercing scream, as his entire being fell toward the pit’s bottom.

At the same moment, Yun Kuang, who was wandering the streets, was startled by the scream, almost wetting himself.

"Could it be, in the middle of the night, seeing ghosts?"

"Is there a murder?"

"Domestic violence?"

...

A sense of justice surged within Yun Kuang, but it was soon overcome by fear. He silently told himself that as long as he pretended not to hear anything, he could act as if nothing happened.

But just as he thought this, a sudden flash of insight struck his mind.

No, this voice sounds so familiar.

It seemed like Xu Leisong’s.

On the day of the birthday party, he had shouted at Yun Qi loudly, and it was the same kind of voice.

Yun Kuang struggled internally for a moment, recalling how Xu Leisong had eaten six slices of cake in succession that day at the birthday party, all because he had taken away his own meal, three bowls of talisman.

Feeling a twinge of conscience, coupled with a bit of pride as an aristocratic disciple of Xuan Sect, he gritted his teeth, steeled his mind, and headed straight for the Jincheng Building.

At midnight, Yun Qi woke up.

Calculating the time, the eldest cousin and Xu Leisong should have met by now.

This was their fated meeting, and of course, two unlucky people encountering each other would influence each other.

And in their state of conflict, they only intended to teach each other a lesson with no intent to harm.

So, it was destined in the dark, to harm and save each other.

It could also be considered a magical fate.

Yun Qi changed clothes and scattered a handful of cut red paper men onto the ground.

Seeing these paper men holding hands, they leaped out of her room through the window, lined up orderly on the grass, the road, extending in a line.

In the boundless night, they pointed the way for Yun Qi.

It was the aura emitted from the spell on the three bowls of talisman last meal.

Following the aura should lead to them.

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