Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 49 Sisters
Beneath the mask, Lin Yao's expression was calm.

"Don't you want to learn?"

Those calm words instantly dissipated the coldness around him.

The ceramic doll looked at Lin Yao in front of it, its eyes rolling around, not knowing what it was thinking.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

A voice with a hint of anticipation sounded in Lin Yao's ears.

"Can you really let me defeat my sister?"

Lin Yao said nothing and stood motionless in front of the ceramic doll, still holding the red rope in his hand.

She looked at the big-headed doll in front of her and tilted her head.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the hood, and the cold air around him spread again, pressing towards Lin Yao.

The ceramic dolls hanging with scattered red strings around them were clanging and colliding with each other.

The tiny laughter continued to grow louder in Lin Yao's ears.

The ceramic doll exerted force with both hands, and Lin Yao only felt the hood on his head being lifted.

"I don't like my sister's things, but I like you."

She threw the big-headed doll headgear aside and glanced at the puppets that kept coming closer.

"Do you want to die again?"

There was an extremely cold tone in the clear children's voices. The puppets stopped in their tracks instantly, and some even fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief and quietly put away the embroidery thread hidden in his cuffs.

"what is your name?"

The ceramic doll held up Lin Yao's arms. The latter's body was a little cold. It looked like ceramic, but it felt like a normal human body.

Lin Yao hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"Lin Yao."

The porcelain doll nodded, not quite understanding.

"So her name is Lin Cha Cha."

As soon as these words were spoken, the corners of Lin Yao's mouth twitched slightly.

"What a little kid."

The ceramic doll naturally had no idea what Lin Yao was thinking, nor did she care to think about it.

Now she just wanted Lin Chacha to teach her how to beat her sister.

As the two of them flipped their hands, the sky gradually darkened without them noticing.

"I'm not going to play anymore. Lin Chacha, you're just like your sister. You're so annoying."

Lin Yao rubbed his aching neck. The ceramic doll had been pestering him to play with it all the time, and he wouldn't listen to anything you said. But he wasn't too worried. This kind of childish nature, once you get to know someone well, will tell them everything they know.

"Why does it feel like I'm cheating on a child?"

Lin Yao felt a little awkward, but then he thought that the latter was just a strange existence.

This kind of thought has faded a lot.

Seeing him like this, the porcelain doll became very angry and floated in front of him.

"Lin Cha Cha."

It spoke coldly, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from its eyes.

"Don't make trouble."

Lin Yao patted her forehead, and the porcelain doll was stunned.

"you"

It covered its beaten forehead and rolled around in the yard, crying as it rolled.

The crying sound kept echoing in Lin Yao's ears, giving him a headache.

Seeing this, the ceramic dolls gradually approached Lin Yao again.

"Get out of my way!"

The porcelain doll suddenly stood up and kicked away the surrounding porcelain dolls one by one.

"Stinky Lin Cha Cha, I'll beat you to death."

Her voice was not loud, but it fell clearly into Lin Yao's ears.

He looked at the ceramic dolls being kicked around him and touched his nose with a guilty conscience.

"Lin Cha Cha, look, I taught them a lesson for you, now teach me, okay?"

"I don't know your name yet."

Lin Yao suddenly said something that was puzzling.

"My name is Si Meng."

"I see. It's getting late. I'll go back first."

Lin Yao picked up the big-headed doll and put it back on. Si Meng blinked and looked up at the bright sky.

What did Lin Chacha just say?
Is it getting late?

"Lin Cha Cha! Stop right there!"

Lin Yao stopped at the gate of the house and felt relieved when he heard these words.

Little Simeng finally reacted. "What's the matter?"

Si Meng floated directly in front of Lin Yao and looked at the big-headed doll with a smile on his face.

A slap was slapped out.

The hoods flew out and knocked the ceramic dolls that had just stood up to the ground again.

Si Meng grabbed Lin Yao's collar.

"Today, you are mine! Even my sister can't come!"

After she said this, she grabbed Lin Yao's collar and walked towards the courtyard.

Lin Yao, who was being dragged, was not angry at all. Instead, he even had an inexplicable smile on his face.

"The fish is hooked."

Si Meng stuffed the red rope into Lin Yao's hand.

"Teach me now!"

Lin Yao threw the red rope aside, and Si Meng's hands gradually clenched.

"Lin Yao!"

This time, the porcelain doll in front of him was obviously really angry.

"It's been so long, let me take a break."

Lin Yao's light words instantly made the angry porcelain doll lose its momentum.

"It seems that what he said makes sense."

Thinking of this, the ceramic doll kept floating in front of Lin Yao's eyes.

After a while, he rubbed his eyebrows and spoke.

"Don't be so careless, I want to ask you something."

Si Meng heard him speak and hurried back to Lin Yao.

"What do you want to ask? After you ask, can you teach me?"

"Ah."

Lin Yao raised his hand and pointed at Xiaoqing behind Si Meng.

"My friend seemed to have lost his mind after entering the ancient house. What happened?"

Upon hearing this, Si Meng looked at Xiaoqing beside him, then floated around her twice and returned to Lin Yao.

"She's fine. She just hasn't gotten used to the priests in the old house yet."

Another priest?

Lin Yao couldn't help but frown slightly.

Previously, in the village on the eighth floor of Leifeng Pagoda, he had helped Zhiming ascend the stairs because of the sacrifice to the Weaver Girl.

By some strange coincidence, he saved his life.

His eyes couldn't help but look at the masked doll placed at the door of Si Meng's room.

"Could it be that this thing represents the priest?"

Si Meng seemed to sense something and followed Lin Yao's gaze.

"This is what the priest gave us. He said it can be placed at the door to ward off the invasion of the four evil gods."

When Lin Yao heard these words, he thought of the four statues at the entrance of Fengmen Village.

It seems that this ancient house and Fengmen Village are indeed related to those things.

"Do you know who lives in the room behind that vermilion lacquered gate over there?"

"There's no one in there."

Si Meng shook her head, her expression gradually becoming serious, her eyes fixed on Lin Yao.

"My sister told me not to go there."

Lin Yao narrowed his eyes slightly. The woman knew that he had seen a maid, but she still led him to explore the vermilion lacquered gate.

But he prevented Si Meng from reaching that room.

"I remember when I came here you said I had escaped from the lady. What did you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Si Meng moved closer to Lin Yao and sniffed gently.

"Sister asked you to water the flowers?"

"Ah."

"That's right. Every time my sister brought servants back, she asked them to water the flowers, but every time they disappeared inexplicably."

Missing?

Lin Yao couldn't help but think of what happened last night.

Finally, the woman opened the door. She also became drowsy after watering the flowers.

Lin Yao was just about to ask something else.

I saw Si Meng suddenly become well-behaved.

"It's time to go back."

(End of this chapter)