God's Gift

Fang Ling looked at Ning Jin who was safe and sound in his arms, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He put her on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with fear:

"Ajin, don't do this next time. Be careful not to hurt yourself."

"It's okay." Ning Jin smiled lightly and said, "I'm not in pain."

"How can it not hurt?" Fang Ling thought she was joking and gave Ning Jin a reproachful look. Then she noticed that she was still holding her hand, so she let go of Ning Jin's hand somewhat angrily.

"Why are Ajin's hands so cold?" But after letting go, Fang Ling felt something strange. Although he had his back to Ning Jin, he still acted out of affection and courtesy. It was the first time he had touched Ning Jin's hand so directly.

Cold as ice.

Ning Jin's gaze paused for a second, but he didn't explain too much.

But Fang Ling didn't need her explanation, she figured out the reason herself and said, "Ajin, you must take your medicine and take care of yourself. It must be uncomfortable to be so cold."

He looked at Ning Jin with some worry, and just as he was about to continue speaking, he heard Ning Yue's voice behind him.

"Master Fang, didn't you say you had something to discuss with me? How did you get lost and end up here?"

Fang Ling was startled by the voice. She turned around and saw Ning Yue leaning lazily against the wall, looking at the two of them with interest and deep meaning in his eyes.

Fang Ling was silent for a while before he shouted dryly, "General..."

"Since you have something to discuss, come to the front hall." Ning Yue did not dwell on this matter. He looked at Ning Jin behind Fang Ling, paused for a second and said, "Ajin, go back by yourself. Fang Ling and I have something to say."

Ning Jin looked at Ning Yue for a long while before nodding and saying, "Okay."

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When Ning Yue and Fang Ling arrived at the front hall, Ning Yue sat on the armchair with one leg raised wantonly, and said:

"What's the matter with me?"

Fang Ling explained to Ning Yue: "General, the Fang Mansion has already prepared the wedding invitations. Do you need to invite friends to be guests? Please give me the list and I can prepare the invitations together."

After hearing this, Ning Yue said in a frivolous manner: "The General's Mansion has no friends, so there is no need to invite guests."

His words made Fang Ling's expression stiff for a long while. For a moment, he felt deeply neglected. He did not expect that Ning Yue, who seemed to be doing well in the city, could not even find a few friends.

Fang Ling inexplicably felt guilty about what he had just said, so he had to change the subject and talk about another thing:

"There is one more thing. Many Taoist priests came to the city today. They came to my father and said that there was a magic array in the city that would bring endless disasters. They wanted to destroy the magic array, so they came to ask my father for help to see if there are any clues."

"But General, you also know that our family has only been in Gusu for more than 20 years, and we know very little about Gusu's past."

"The General's Mansion has been in Gusu for a hundred years, so I think they know more than the Fangfang Mansion. My father specifically asked me to ask the general if he has heard of the news about the magic circle."

Speaking of this, Fang Ling frowned tightly, with some worry in his eyes, "I didn't know that Gusu actually had such a powerful thing hidden, but from what those Taoist priests said, the magic circle is indeed extremely powerful, and we must completely eradicate it."

Fang Ling talked to himself for a while, but Ning Yue just drank a few sips of hot tea without changing his expression. Seeing that Ning Yue didn't answer, he thought Ning Yue didn't know, and said with a smile:

"It's okay if the general doesn't know. After all, this kind of thing is not something that ordinary people like us can peek into. I can just find more people to inquire."

Who would have thought that as soon as Fang Ling finished speaking, Ning Yue looked up at him, smiling like a flower and said, "I know."

Fang Ling was surprised for a moment when he heard Ning Yue's words, and then quickly asked: "General, do you know? Where is that formation?"

"Don't worry." Ning Yue smiled calmly, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and asked in a counter-intuitive voice: "Don't you want to know what that formation is, and why those Taoists said it would cause endless troubles?"

Fang Ling was indeed attracted to Ning Yue, so he asked, "General, you even know this?"

Ning Yue smiled and nodded, without keeping the secret any longer, he said:

"That formation is a secret formation that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is said that this formation can bring people back to life."

Fang Ling's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "Is there really a way to bring the dead back to life in this world?"

"I don't know either." Ning Yue did not give Fang Ling a definite answer. His eyes were unclear as he explained, "But since there are ghosts and reincarnation in this world, maybe there is also resurrection from the dead."

As soon as Ning Yue finished speaking, Fang Ling asked in disbelief: "Are there really ghosts in this world?!"

Ning Yue's expression froze. He looked at the innocent Fang Ling, raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his lips, and asked in even greater surprise: "Of course, have you never seen a ghost?"

Fang Ling's expression became much more bitter, and after a long while he said dejectedly: "I should have seen it."

"But the adults have always said that I was seeing things. Even the thing I saw with Jin in the teahouse last time turned out to be a wild boar."

At this point, Fang Ling seemed to have remembered something horrible, and suddenly realized:

"I said that I clearly saw that thing as a human, but after it ran out of the toilet, it turned into a wild boar. It must be that the ghost has great magical powers and changed its appearance to deceive me!"

But after Fang Ling finished speaking, he felt a little strange. If it was really a ghost, why would it lie to him?

Ning Yue looked at Fang Ling's confused expression, raised his eyebrows and explained, "It is often said that toilet ghosts like to hide in the corners of toilets and watch mortals go to the toilet."

"It really is a ghost." Fang Ling got the answer. Thinking of what he had seen before, a chill ran down his spine. "So those ghosts can be resurrected?"

"They are ghosts trapped in the human world. If the cause and effect are eliminated, they can be reincarnated into reincarnation. Generally speaking, no ghost is willing to bother to revive."

"Besides, it is extremely difficult to build that formation. Many innocent people need to be killed to make up the formation. Opening this formation will also have serious consequences. The resentment of most ghosts is not enough to make them do this."

Fang Ling was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Ning Yue's expression pause for a second. He then changed the subject and said, "However, if someone dies suddenly and is too attached to the human world, and their hatred is too deep to be resolved and they cannot be reincarnated, then they cannot be resurrected."

"These ghosts were often innocent and kind when they were alive, but died in an extremely unjust and tragic way. After becoming ghosts, their humanity disappears, and they become completely evil ghosts, and they don't care about the lives of ordinary people in the city."

Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Ning Yue's description of the evil spirit. "No one in Gusu has died tragically in recent years, so this kind of evil spirit shouldn't have been born."

"Who said no." Ning Yue chuckled, raised his eyes and looked at Fang Ling meaningfully, the smile on his face was chilling, "Have you forgotten Su Jinlan?"

After Ning Yue's reminder, Fang Ling finally remembered this. He pressed his brow with a headache, "It's been a hundred years since this happened. Maybe Su Jinlan has already been reincarnated?"

"I once said that she was trapped by the Fang family and would never be able to escape reincarnation." Ning Yue and Fang Ling looked at each other and smiled meaningfully:

"Perhaps Su Jinlan's ghost really remains in the human world, lying dormant and waiting for the day of resurrection."

Fang Ling's voice disappeared. Looking at Ning Yue's meaningful eyes, he seemed to have remembered something. A light bulb went off in his head. He was stunned for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses and replied, "Maybe...right."

As Fang Ling said this, she kept her eyes downcast, her curved eyelashes trembling slightly, and her hands at her sides were clenched.