Mo Chen listened carefully to everything Shen Yao said and then found the location of the abandoned warehouse.
Mo Chen drew a Lingqi Talisman with his hand and lit it with a lighter.
The moment the Lingqi Talisman was lit, it instantly turned to ash, leaving only a wisp of smoke drifting in the air.
Everything in front of Mo Chen changed. Countless people surged, their faces a sickly grey, their eyes hollow, drifting aimlessly.
Mo Chen did not delay, walking directly through the "crowd." Seeing "them" pass through his body one by one sent a chill down his spine.
The smoke dissipated, and the "people" in front of him disappeared. Mo Chen continued to take out Lingqi Talismans until the last one was lit.
He saw a machine tool surrounded by many, many "people," each with a frantic expression, as if drawn by something.
Mo Chen understood and quickly went to the machine tool. He saw a young man covered in blood in the corner. It was his elder brother, protecting Xiaojun from five years ago.
Among the "people" gathered here, Mo Chen recognized several familiar faces.
They were the murdered children, covered in blood, rushing towards Xiaojun.
But every time they got close, they were sent flying by the blood-soaked father standing in front of Xiaojun. Yet, they did not give up, constantly rushing towards Xiaojun.
Seeing this scene, Mo Chen had no time to grieve. The images before him began to blur, indicating that the effect of the Lingqi Talisman was about to disappear. He quickly walked over, took out the Anhun Talisman, and saw all the "people" turn their gazes towards the Anhun Talisman in his hand.
They began to rush towards the Anhun Talisman, but the blood-soaked man, holding Xiaojun, pushed her forcefully. Xiaojun entered the Anhun Talisman and disappeared.
Mo Chen immediately put away the Anhun Talisman, glanced at the man twice, and then ran back the way he came without looking back.
Mo Chen heard the wails, cries, and sobs echoing in his ears. Tears streamed down his face, but he still didn't look back.
After running out, Mo Chen stopped. Shen Yao's voice came through his ear.
"Wait a moment."
Mo Chen didn't know why she asked him to wait, but he cooperated.
"Draw a circle in front of the warehouse with all the remaining talismans you have, and burn them," she paused. "Do you remember the names of those murdered children?"
Mo Chen's voice was cold, "Yes."
"Good. Place the talismans in the circle, and as you burn them, recite the names of those children, and the name of Xiaojun's father."
Mo Chen trembled involuntarily, clearly overcome with grief at the mention of Xiaojun's father.
Mo Chen obediently drew a circle and placed all the remaining talismans inside.
He burned the talismans while reciting the names of those people.
Suddenly
The talismans in the circle moved as if by the wind. Those children and his elder brother appeared before Mo Chen.
Mo Chen looked at his elder brother, who was still so young. He would have been even more handsome without all the bloodstains.
As the talismans burned out, the people before him slowly walked towards the west and then disappeared.
"Miss Shen, they..."
"Don't worry, they've gone to reincarnate."
Shen Yao's voice carried no particular emotion, but it was surprisingly reassuring to Mo Chen.
"Thank you, Miss Shen."
Mo Chen thanked her sincerely. Without Shen Yao's intervention, not only would Xiaojun have died, but his elder brother, who had been dead for many years, would have been utterly annihilated.
"Hmm, come here with the Anhun Talisman tomorrow morning. After Xiaojun's soul returns, she'll just need a period of rest."
Shen Yao hung up the phone, returned the mobile phone to Luo Yunping, and then went back to the Shen family.
Upon returning to the Shen family, Shen Yao immediately lay down, exhausted.
Mo Chen also took out his phone, called the owner of the factory to say he was done, and then left the factory.
Mo Chen booked the earliest flight and headed directly to the airport to wait.
After hearing Mo Chen say that they no longer needed the factory, the factory owner immediately notified everyone to start working the next day.
The next day, everyone who came to the workshop was very surprised.
"The workshop is so much brighter today. It seems the boss must have hired someone to repair it."
"Indeed, and it's not as cold anymore. It's even a little warm."
"Hahaha, it looks like our air conditioner can finally be put to good use."
...
The next day, Shen Yao was woken up by Xia Zhao's call.
"Uh, Zhaozhao, what is it? Calling so early in the morning."
Xia Zhao: "Yaoyao, you're not up yet? The grand opening ceremony is tomorrow, and you said you'd come early today. If you don't hurry, you'll miss your flight!"
Shen Yao's thoughts immediately snapped back. She knew she had forgotten something, and this was it!
Shen Yao checked the time. It was past 7 AM, and her flight was at 11 AM. She was indeed going to miss it!
"I'll get up right away."
Shen Yao quickly got ready and then ran to knock on Mo Xuan's door.
Mo Xuan looked at Shen Yao blankly. "Mother? What's wrong?"
Shen Yao quickly explained. "Aunt Xiaojun's uncle will bring Xiaojun back later. You know how to perform the Anhun ritual, so take over then."
"Oh, Mother, where are you going?"
Shen Yao: "My beauty salon with your aunts is opening, and I have to go. I can't talk to you anymore. I'm going to miss my flight. Remember to perform the Anhun ritual properly and don't mess anything up, or I'll spank you when I get back."
After speaking, Shen Yao immediately grabbed her car keys and drove her SUV away.
Mo Xuan, still groggy, lay back down, then suddenly jumped up. "Mother! You forgot me again!"
...
With a clear path all the way, Shen Yao arrived at the airport just in time for boarding. She was no longer flustered. She had booked a first-class ticket, which allowed her to board through a special channel.
There weren't many people in the special channel, so Shen Yao walked at a leisurely pace.
Shen Yao was looking elsewhere and didn't notice the corner, colliding with someone coming from the opposite direction.
The person instinctively steadied Shen Yao and then said, "Sorry," after seeing her stand firm.
Before Shen Yao could react, the man quickly left. "Why do I feel a little guilty?"
Fortunately, Shen Yao didn't fall, and besides, she was the one who wasn't watching where she was going. It was good that the other person didn't make a fuss.
With that thought, Shen Yao looked where she was going more carefully this time.
In first class, Shen Yao asked the attendant to bring her something to eat. She hadn't eaten a bite since this morning.
While eating the food brought by the attendant, Shen Yao finished and then went back to sleep.
When she woke up, the plane had landed, and the attendant politely escorted Shen Yao off the plane.