Dressed as a cultivator, she wants to ascend

At dawn, Han Ying and the others' consciousness were thrown out of the dark room. Lin Kexin's consciousness was almost thrown out as well, but it stopped when it reached the edge.

Lin Kexin's spiritual sense showed the owner of the house what it meant to invite a god but not send him away. She was able to successfully stay in the small dark room mainly because of Qingyuan.

The Qingyuan Garden is now in full bloom, and its protection of spiritual consciousness is even stronger. A small "lure spell" like this really has little effect on Lin Kexin. The reason she followed here was to see what exactly caused the mortals in the town to be so frightened.

Now that she knew she was tired, she wanted to solve the problem of being tired immediately. She chose to stay and wait for the other party to show up, to see who the other party was, and to see if such a "bad" method was actually quite effective.

Lin Kexin's spiritual consciousness floated around in the dark room. The other party's patience was obviously not very good. After just a quarter of an hour, the other party revealed his true identity.

"Why don't you leave? Aren't you afraid?" A weak baby voice came from a distance.

"Why should I leave? It's quite fun here. Are you scared? I'm tired of all your little tricks." Lin Kexin said as she floated towards the direction where the voice came from.

Before she could get close, a piece of rag appeared in front of her, so torn that it seemed like it would break if touched.

Lin Kexin couldn't do this look, so she asked uncertainly, "Did you mess up this town?"

The rag swayed twice and some crumbs fell off.

"It's me. I just want to make them happy. Only when they are happy can I be better. But I am getting worse and worse."

"Why is this? Why?"

Rags was crying and Lin Kexin was completely confused.

Lin Kexin waited patiently for half an hour, and finally when the rag stopped howling, she asked the reason. During the conversation, she also found that the IQ of the rag was only 6 years old at most, no wonder it could do such a weird thing.

This rag is so tattered that it doesn't even remember its own name. It seems to have other uses but it has forgotten them. If it wants to recover, it must first tidy itself up. If it wants to become better, it needs people's thanks, but this rag simply thinks that if people are happy, it will become better.

Lin Kexin sighed and said, "In that case, I will help you."

The rags shook with excitement, and more dregs fell out.

Lin Kexin raised her hand and sent out a few rays of spiritual light, wrapping the rag inside. The rag slowly stopped tearing and became slightly more complete.

"Sister is so awesome!" Rags cried out in surprise.

"But this is only temporary. To completely repair you, people must be truly happy and grateful from the bottom of their hearts." Lin Kexin frowned and thought.

At this time, Rags seemed to think for a moment and said, "I seem to remember that this is indeed the case, but how can we make them happy?"

Lin Kexin didn't know either, but after thinking about it, she continued to talk to the rag, "Do you want to leave? Leave here and go to a crowded place. That way you can fix yourself faster, right?"

Lin Kexin thought that she might have found the main purpose of her visit to the secret realm, which was this rag, which was quite different from what the other party required.

Regardless of whether it is or not, just take it back first.