Ye Huohuo snapped back to reality, remembering that Li Moyan had been possessed by a vengeful spirit earlier.
She glanced at the clock in the living room. There were less than two hours until the Mao hour. The vengeful spirit had to be exorcised from Li Moyan's body before then, or his life would be in grave danger.
Looking at Li Moyan now, his face was tinged with a greenish-black hue, his lips were purplish-blue, and his eyes had dark circles as if he had been punched.
He was a far cry from his usual spirited and handsome self, the one who made all the girls scream. He looked almost lifeless.
"How is Moyan?" Li Mohan asked, his eyes filled with deep concern as he looked at his third brother.
"He'll be fine, Moyan will be fine. We're here!" Ye Huohuo tightened her grip on his hand and gently comforted him.
Li Mohan looked at her, a slight smile tugged at his lips, and he nodded.
Yan Rong glanced at the two of them, let out a "tsk!" and swallowed what she was about to say, only to give Ye Huohuo a meaningful look in the end.
Ye Huohuo pursed her lips. "Senior Sister, this vengeful spirit has been cultivating in the painting for hundreds of years, and Li Moyan's yang energy is unstable right now. It won't be easy to get it out. I think we can only use that method."
Yan Rong looked at Qin Chu. They exchanged a glance. Qin Chu cleared his throat, his expression much more relaxed than before. "I don't recommend that method. It's too dangerous for your soul to leave your body again so soon!"
"What method?" Li Mohan asked the three of them, confused. "Is it dangerous?"
Qin Chu sighed. "In your third brother's current condition, the best way to force out that vengeful spirit in a short time is to enter the vengeful spirit's consciousness, understand why it became a vengeful spirit, and then prescribe the right remedy.
Both Yan Rong and I have too much yang energy to do it. Only Huohuo, who has been surrounded by malevolent energy for years and has a heavy yin energy, can enter the vengeful spirit's consciousness.
However, her soul has left her body recently, and to do so again now would cause significant harm to her body!"
"Moyan needs to be saved, and Huohuo cannot be harmed. Tell me what I need to do!" Li Mohan narrowed his eyes. He understood what Qin Chu and Yan Rong meant from their expressions.
Yan Rong's gaze swept over Li Mohan's hand tightly holding Ye Huohuo's, a hint of a smile in her eyes.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, we can't..." Ye Huohuo tried to say something, but Qin Chu interrupted her.
"Huohuo, you are saving his brother right now, and this disaster was caused by Li Moyan himself. I've told him repeatedly not to leave home, but he wouldn't listen. You don't owe Li Mohan anything. It's normal for him to encounter some danger.
You two are connected by a thread now, and only he can enter the vengeful spirit's illusion with you. You are surrounded by yin and malevolent energy. Without his protection, it will be very difficult for you to get out once you enter."
Ye Huohuo was about to say more, but Li Mohan pulled her. "Your senior brother is right. I should do my part to save Moyan. Besides, I can't let you take the risk alone. We are husband and wife now, and protecting you is my duty."
Ye Huohuo looked at him, her heart a jumble of emotions. She bit her lip and chuckled lightly. "Alright, then let's venture in together. We'll see what kind of vengeful spirit this is."
Yan Rong took out a stick of incense from her bag. "This is a soul-guiding incense. You only have the time it takes for this stick to burn. We'll be guarding outside and will remind you when time is almost up.
At that time, no matter what happens, you must come out quickly, otherwise, you might get trapped in the vengeful spirit's consciousness and be unable to leave. Do you understand?"
Ye Huohuo and Li Mohan lay down on the sofa beside them. The sofa, which usually seemed large, felt a bit cramped with three people lying on it.
Yan Rong used a tissue box as a temporary incense burner, inserted the soul-guiding incense, drew a few strokes in the air with her fingertip, and flicked it gently. The tip of the incense ignited, and wisps of clear smoke slowly drifted upwards.
Ye Huohuo and Li Mohan watched the upward-drifting smoke. Their eyelids felt heavier and heavier, and waves of drowsiness swept over them.
Ye Huohuo felt her body becoming lighter and lighter, and without realizing it, she entered a place shrouded in mist.
Where is this? Have I entered the vengeful spirit's consciousness?
This wasn't her first time entering a spirit's consciousness. The last time she was on the set, when she saved Li Moyan and that female celebrity, she was forcibly pulled into her consciousness by the vengeful spirit named Lihua.
She was forced to experience the inhuman suffering that spirit had endured during its life.
Unlike last time, when it was passive, this time she entered proactively. The vengeful spirit hadn't realized that she and Li Mohan had arrived yet.
She needed to find Li Mohan as soon as possible.
This was Li Mohan's first time entering a vengeful spirit's consciousness. He was probably still in a daze and might encounter unpredictable situations.
Ye Huohuo raised her right hand, closed her eyes, and silently recited an incantation. A red light on her wrist flashed, and then a faint red thread appeared in the white mist.
Ye Huohuo felt a sense of relief. It seemed the thread connecting them was still intact, making it easier for her to find Li Mohan.
But as she followed the red thread, the white mist around them suddenly disappeared.
She found herself standing in an ancient and elegant bedroom.
The red thread had also vanished without a trace.
Ye Huohuo inwardly thought, "This is bad." Without the guidance of the red thread, it would be difficult to find Li Mohan in such an unfamiliar place, especially with the time limit.
She couldn't help but feel anxious. She told herself not to rush, to remain calm. She slowly closed her eyes, took two deep breaths, and when she opened them again, she felt much calmer.
Although she was still in the same room, and she was still alone in the room, her settled heart allowed her to hear many sounds she hadn't heard before.
She heard two people talking outside the door. Ye Huohuo walked to the door but didn't directly open it to go out. She simply pressed her ear against the door and listened intently.
It was two men talking. After listening for a few sentences, she recognized that one of them was likely the male owner of the house, named Chi Lemin, and the other man was named Shen Zhong.
She heard Chi Lemin say, "Brother Shen, thanks to your help over the past few years, I've been able to maintain this household. Little brother truly doesn't know how to thank you. You've come at the perfect time. I've just finished a painting. Please appraise it."
The man called Shen Zhong laughed, "Brother Chi, you're joking. We are good brothers. As your elder brother, I'll help you as much as I can. What's there to be so polite about between us?
Alas, all I have is this ability to help you sell your paintings, but they've never fetched a good price, leaving my brother still living so frugally."
"Brother Shen, you've already helped me immensely! If it weren't for your status in the art world, my paintings would be even less in demand!" Chi Lemin sighed heavily.
Ye Huohuo, listening inside the room, was completely bewildered. She thought to herself, this vengeful spirit had been around for centuries. Judging by the conversation outside, they seemed to be people who lived by selling paintings in ancient times.
How could this lead to a death, and why would it cause such great resentment in the vengeful spirit?
What exactly happened? And where had Li Mohan gone?
Just as Ye Huohuo was in a daze, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
"Wife, so you were here. This is the money Brother Shen just gave me for the painting. Go buy some wine and food. Tonight, I'll get drunk with Brother Shen." A scholar-like man walked in with a smile.
Ye Huohuo looked at his face and was startled.