Shadow Weaver

Chapter 6 Yang Yanan

"Yang... Yan'an?"

Xu Yichi was stunned when he heard the voice. His brain, which had already begun to slow down, became completely stiff and could hardly move.

She originally thought that after seeing the little monster loli curled up on the sofa, Lu Shinian would say "Hey! Monster" or "The ancestor's seal is here, why don't you surrender quickly" to her on the spot, or at least take out some magic tools and talismans from his pocket on the spot.

Where did you think...

He actually came up and bowed to others? ?

Could it be that... this was a familiar demon? Everything she had experienced in the past few days was a trap set by Yaoshan Temple to trick people into paying for incense?

But this is not right... She went to Yaoshan Temple twice, and apart from lighting two sets of the most ordinary prayer incense, it seemed that she didn't spend any money?
——The prices at Yaoshan Temple were considered extremely cheap among all the temples and Taoist temples. Her two sets of finger-thick incense sticks only cost her the price of a cup of milk tea.

So this this this...what is going on? ?

The little girl panicked for no reason, and countless outrageous guesses suddenly emerged in her mind.

The little demon girl over there raised her head and glanced at Lu Shinian, curling her lips and snorting disdainfully: "Why are you here today, kid?"

"——Where is that old bull nose of Chen Yingsheng?"

"My master has two rituals to perform today and cannot spare the time." The young man in Taoist robes explained to Yang Yan'an in a good-tempered manner, "Senior, if you have something to ask him, I can pass on a message to the master for you."

"Well, that's not necessary." The little girl waved her hands repeatedly upon hearing this, looking as if she wanted to turn her claws into electric fan blades. "Since this profiteer is busy cheating people out of money, just let him continue to do so. Besides - I'm just asking you casually, I don't want to hear him nagging."

"If you really want to, when you have time later, just help me talk to him about it. There's no need to say more."

"Okay, Senior Yang, I will convey this to you." Lu Shinian followed suit. Xu Yichi stood aside and listened for a while. Now he couldn't help but reached out and tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes.

——If she continued to let the two chat like this, she would really start to suspect that she had accidentally fallen into some new scam.

——She now urgently needs to know the truth about this little demon loli!

"Mr. Xu, men and women should not touch each other, please respect yourself." Lu Shinian gritted his teeth and whispered to the little girl, and at the same time saved his clothes without making a sound.

——Clothes with cross collars and ties like this cannot withstand strong pulling. She used all her strength to pull it down, and he was able to open the buttons.

"No, who would bother with you about this!" Xu Yichi widened her eyes in disbelief - she wanted to know what the hell that little loli opposite was!

"I know, please be patient." The little Taoist raised his lips towards the little girl, then turned to Yang Yan'an and lowered his eyebrows obediently, "Then, Senior Yang."

"Look at this, Master Xu..."

"Well, go ahead and tell me. I would have had a good talk with her even if you hadn't come." The little girl waved her sleeves. "It's just that the potato chips are too delicious... No, I saw that she was a little nervous at that time, so I didn't have time to tell her."

"Okay, as long as you don't mind." Lu Shinian smiled and nodded slightly, then lowered his voice with a fake smile to Xu Yichi, "Mr. Xu, you really know how to touch--" As soon as he touched, he ran into an ancestor who was not easy to mess with and not easy to fool, with a weird temper and loved to play tricks on people!

"Ahem, Master Xu, this... is the legendary spirit of the Yang Family Generals." Lu Shinian choked up and spoke with great difficulty, "The name she used when she walked in the secular world was 'Yang Yan'an'. You can call her 'Senior Yang' or 'Senior Yan'an'."

"Yang, the legend of the Yang Family Generals..." Xu Yichi, who had unexpectedly learned the true identity of the little girl, was suddenly at a loss, "She is, is she a book... a book spirit?"

Is there any book about The Legend of the Yang Family in your country that has been in existence for that long?
Or... can folk literature also come to life?
"It's not a book spirit, it's the spirit of this series of legends." Lu Shinian said calmly, "All the legends in this entire series, including the part about the storytelling of the Yang Family Generals that you looked up in Guangling a while ago, and the branch of the legend of Mu Guiying that you probably haven't visited yet."

"Senior Yang is a spirit that was created from this place."

"This... this can also give life?" Xu Yichi was surprised and doubtful - she thought that Lu Shinian didn't tell her at that time that this could also give life!
Didn’t he say that generally those things that can give birth to spirits are old cultural relics?

"Yes, Master Xu, but the number is small and the situation is rather special... I really didn't expect your luck to be so good." Lu Shinian gritted his teeth, and the remaining two sentences were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "You came across such a big one in one go... Why didn't you remember to buy a lottery ticket before coming to Jin Province?"

"Oh, this."——She had never thought that she could be so pretty!

Xu Yichi fell silent with a wandering look in his eyes. Yang Yanan, who was sitting on the sofa, finally finished the last piece of potato chips in the bag. He sucked his fingers skillfully, clapped his hands, stood up, and walked seriously to the little girl.

"Xiao Xu, why do you think that 'legend' can't give birth to spiritual creatures?" The little Loli tilted her head and gave an answer before Xu Yichi could react.

"Is it because you feel that 'legends' don't have a definite and fixed entity like those spiritual objects?"

Xu Yichi's throat choked up because of what she said: "...Yes."

"Tsk, or I should say that you young people have stubborn and feudal ideas." Yang Yan'an smacked his lips, not disguising the disdain on his face. "Come on, Xiao Xu, have you heard of the 'God Parade' in Fujian Province?"

“——The one that suddenly went viral on all your social media platforms during the Spring Festival this year.”

"Of course I've heard of this." Hearing the topic that he was relatively familiar with, Xu Yichi's tense body couldn't help but relax a little.

——The statues of the gods in the parade in Fujian Province this year were very beautiful. She followed Xiaobai and the others and licked the screens of their phones for a long time (bushi).

"Then do you know where those 'gods' come from?" Yang Yan'an nodded and kept asking again and again.

"Uh... I got a little understanding of it when I was browsing." Xu Yichi frowned, "It seems that quite a few gods made great contributions to the local people during their lifetime, and some even lost their lives for it - and then they were enshrined in temples and worshipped as gods."

"Yes - so faith can create gods." Yang Yan'an walked to the first-floor window sill with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and suddenly turned back to face the slightly slanting sunlight.

"Well, Xiao Xu."

"Why do you think that the 'Yang Family Generals', which were born from the blood of the Bingzhou Yang family and gathered the faith and wishes of the people of the world for thousands of years, can't raise a 'spirit' of its own?"

　Appeared! ! The ancestor who can complain about it!
　　I'm so sad that no one guessed it. Folk literature is also a non-material cultural heritage.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)