After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 133: Poker Friends Are Like a Family
"If it's hard to control, then forget it. I hope the baby spirit doesn't harm Zhao Xiaorou." Chen Yuanyuan said:
"Zhao Xiaorou is a person who only believes what she wants to believe. If she doesn't believe us, it will only cause trouble for us."

Song Miaozhu also knew Zhao Xiaorou's temperament: "But I heard from other ghosts that although infant spirits will not harm the mother, if there are too many infant spirits around, it will be difficult for the mother to get pregnant in the future, and if she does get pregnant, she will miscarry quickly.

Fortunately, the underworld also has a way to reclaim infant spirits. If the infant spirit has not been able to find an opportunity to reincarnate into its mother again, and the mother does not sincerely handle the funeral of the infant spirit and send it away, when it is burned by the yang energy to the point of being about to disintegrate, it will be forcibly extradited back to the underworld to continue queuing for reincarnation.

It’s just that infant spirits are different from other ghosts. They can stay in the world of the living for a long time by relying on their connection with their mothers.

Now that the spiritual energy has revived, it may stay longer."

"There's nothing we can do. Even a stranger reminding her would be more effective than us... Wait, I have an idea!" Chen Yuanyuan's eyes lit up when she said this. "I have an idea! Why don't we find a Taoist priest or some other fortune teller to tell her?"

"That's not necessary," Song Miaozhu said. "Once the country makes the practice of skills public, more and more people will practice, and the matter of the infant spirits will no longer be a secret. By then, Zhao Xiaorou will naturally think of herself. It won't be long before that happens."

After all, universities have started offering elective courses in skills.

"That's good! That's good!" said Chen Yuanyuan.

She really didn't want to argue with the confused Zhao Xiaorou anymore. It was a thankless task.

"Let's go! Let's go back and put our things in place, eat, and go shopping in the afternoon! School starts tomorrow, and it will be ten days long, so we won't have a single day off!" said Chen Yuanyuan.

"I'm not going." Song Miaozhu refused: "I plan to practice making paper figurines at home this afternoon, and I need to restock the shop in the underworld."

"..." Chen Yuanyuan: "You really are. When you had no money, you were busy studying to make money. Now that you have money, you are busy practicing to make money. You never stop."

"The time for spiritual energy to revive is limited. Every day it passes, it's less. You better hurry up! With more people practicing later, it'll be hard to snatch up this spiritual energy!" Song Miaozhu said. "Okay then! I'll go back to painting." Chen Yuanyuan said, "When I read novels, I always think it's easy for the protagonist to practice diligently. But when it's my turn, I realize how boring it is."

"Once you open your third eye, you won't find it boring anymore," Song Miaozhu said. "Then every bit of progress will be visible."

After practicing every day, she would count how many small spirit crystals had been added to her spirit altar space and how much larger the red spirit crystal plate had become. She felt a sense of accomplishment every time she finished counting.

After Song Miaozhu returned, she first put out the cursed paper figures, cursed each one of them, and then started making paper-cut figures.

I worked until late at night, and only then did I go to the underworld when it was time for class.

While she was in class, the Ghost Friend app kept vibrating, making her feel dizzy.

"Is there something urgent?" Mr. Ghost asked her.

"No." Song Miaozhu said, "Let's continue with the class."

Outside the activity room, a little paper servant helped her open the Ghost Friend app.

【Yinshuixiang Poker Friends Are a Family】（99+）

It’s the group created by the owners of the old paper-making shops!

(End of this chapter)