Yun Qishen

Sensing the presence of the ghost beast, Mo Langqin quickly returned to her room.

"Yan Cang, you're awake."

Yan Cang gripped the edge of the bed and got up. Through the edge of the white shadow, she looked at Mo Langqin walking in from outside and felt a sense of relief. At the same time, she wondered if Mo Langqin's sudden appearance was a trick by these ghosts and beasts.

She lowered her head and refused to look again. "Mo Langqin... that..."

“It’s me.” Mo Langqin stepped past the white figure and came to Yan Cang’s side, taking her hand in his. He was confirming his presence for Yan Cang. “Don’t worry, I’m not a ghost beast.”

“That…he…” Yan Cang kept her head down, leaning against Mo Langqin’s chest, trembling slightly. Although she didn’t look at Bai Ying, her words still revealed her fear of him.

"Did you scare her again?" Mo Langqin frowned and scolded the white figure who looked like Yan Cang.

Bai Ying also raised her head, looking indignant. "Hey! Don't blame everything on me! I wanted to get along with this child! It's her fault, okay! What does it have to do with me! Pfft!"

Bai Ying willfully left the vicinity of the bed and walked to a corner of the room, where several ghostly beasts that had appeared were secretly glancing at Mo Langqin.

"Yan Cang, don't be afraid anymore, they are all friends now." Mo Langqin tried to comfort Yan Cang in this way to alleviate her fear, but the actual effect was not very good.

Mo Langqin held Yan Cang in his arms for a while, until Yan Cang's breathing became steady and his body stopped trembling. Then, Mo Langqin gently asked her, "Are you hungry? I brought some snacks..."

After saying that, Mo Langqin took out a box of pastries from his storage ring and held it in his hand. He looked at Yan Cang staring at the pastries with a hesitant expression and smiled slightly, "Um... don't worry, there's nothing wrong with these pastries, look."

Mo Langqin took out a piece of pastry, took a big bite, chewed it three or four times, and then swallowed it.

Seeing that Mo Langqin didn't react in any particular way, Yan Cang carefully accepted the pastries, saying, "Thank you."

Yan Cang ate the snacks in small bites, like a chick pecking at rice. Mo Langqin couldn't help but smile at her adorable appearance. "Okay, after you finish these snacks, I'll take you outside for a walk."

"Really?" Yan Cang's eyes lit up slightly as she looked at Mo Langqin with anticipation, the edge of a pastry between her teeth.

Mo Langqin blushed slightly under Yan Cang's gaze, "Yes, of course... it's possible."

Bai Ying watched as the atmosphere between the two children grew increasingly sweet, and a pang of jealousy welled up inside her. She slipped behind Mo Langqin and asked with concern, "What are you planning to do next?"

I was referring to the book of prophecy.

Mo Langqin coughed twice, then replied seriously, "Let's study the route map we left behind first."

The white-clad figure crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't think Mo Tianlan would hide the Book of Prophecy in the Mo family. You should go outside and look for it."

Mo Langqin nodded. "You're right. I have a mission to go out in three days. I'll go look for it then."

The white figure used her ghostly power to restore the route map in mid-air. She touched the route with her hand, pondering, "This route map seems to resemble something..."

Yan Cang continued eating her snacks, leaning against Mo Langqin's chest with her head tilted, and mumbled, "If you look at it from the side, it looks like a hand." "Like a hand?"

Mo Langqin also tilted his head to look at the route map. After Yan Cang said that, the combined route map did indeed look somewhat like the shape of a hand.

Before Mo Langqin could think about it carefully, Mo He's voice suddenly rang out from outside the room.

"Lang Qin, you're inside!"

"Third Uncle?!"

Mo Langqin's palms were sweating, and he felt like his entire back was bursting with thorns. He stared wide-eyed at the faint shadow of Mo He appearing at the doorway.

"Open the door for Third Uncle, I have something to tell you." Mo He's attitude was firm. If Mo Langqin didn't open the door, the other party might force his way in.

"Protect Yan Cang." Mo Langqin patted Bai Ying's shoulder and walked towards the door.

【Me?】Even if Bai Ying was unwilling, she would still work for Mo Langqin. 【Since you asked me, then I'll help.】

"Everyone, take cover!"

After Mo Langqin finished speaking, all the ghosts and beasts began to conceal their presence.

Mo Langqin opened the door and saw Mo He's arrogant and unreasonable face.

When Mo He saw Mo Langqin open the door, he pushed Mo Langqin aside without saying a word and barged into the house. "Since you were inside, why did it take you so long to open the door?"

Mo Langqin didn't respond, but instead asked, "What does Third Uncle want with me?"

Mo He didn't want to answer Mo Langqin's question. He looked around the room and then went to the bedside.

Yan Cang's figure was no longer on the bed; Bai Ying must have protected her.

Mo He's hand touched the edge of the bed, his eyes lowered as if he was reminiscing about something. "I haven't been in this room for ten years, and it's still so desolate."

Mo Langqin deliberately left the door wide open. He turned and approached Mo He, intending to ask him why he had come. "Third Uncle, what exactly are you..."

Mo He slammed his hand on the bed, then stared intently at Mo Langqin, his voice booming, "Where's Fuwa?"

Mo Langqin recovered from his brief shock and quickly replied, "I'm still refining it..."

"Lang Qin, you can't fool me!" Mo He shouted, interrupting Mo Lang Qin. Then he pointed his hand at Mo Lang Qin's face. "I won't pursue the matter of your Fuwa anymore, but you must hand over that thing!" (End of Chapter)