The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

Yun Ziqian wiped his face, still shaken. He looked out the car window and saw that it was already getting light outside.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the time; it was almost six in the morning.

Yun Ziqian looked dejected, leaned back in the car seat, and let out a long sigh. He felt sore and weak all over, as if he had been tortured.

Suddenly, the phone rang, startling Yun Ziqian.

He picked up his phone and saw that it was Yun Ziang calling.

Yun Ziqian stared blankly at the name flashing on his phone screen.

Why would Yun Ziang call at this hour? Shouldn't he be fast asleep?

Yun Ziqian tentatively answered the phone, "Feed?"

"Where are you? I've arrived in Fujiang City." Yun Zi'ang's voice came through the receiver.

Yun Ziqian asked in a puzzled tone, "Why are you in Fujiang?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm here to see if you're alive or dead," Yun Ziang retorted mercilessly. "Send me your location, I'll come find you."

"Okay," Yun Ziqian replied casually, raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. "I'll send it to you."

Yun Zi'ang kept talking, "I had a dream last night that you were being chased by ghosts and almost died."

"It scared me awake, so I drove straight to Fujian."

Being chased by a ghost? Yun Ziqian recalled the scene in his dream and twitched the corner of his mouth.

He wasn't being chased by the ghost, but rather he was being crushed to death by it.

Although Yun Ziqian thought this to himself, he said aloud, "Stop jinxing me, I'm perfectly fine."

Yun Ziang retorted angrily, "Hey, I even brought my little aunt here to ward off evil spirits for you."

"You even brought Xiao Jin along? Isn't this ridiculous? What time is it?" Yun Ziqian raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was only six o'clock.

The fastest journey from Beijing to Fujian takes more than two hours, so Yun Zi'ang must have set off at around 4 a.m.?

How can a child as young as Xiaojin wake up?

"What are you doing, messing around like this?" Yun Ziqian scolded.

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. I didn't wake her up, I just carried her into the car, and she's sleeping soundly in the back seat right now," Yun Zi'ang explained.

He looked up and glanced at the back through the rearview mirror. The back seat was folded down, and Xiao Jin was lying on it, hugging the cloth tiger, covered with a small blanket, fast asleep, her little belly rising and falling.

"Alright, I'll message you when I arrive," Yun Ziang said before hanging up the phone.

Half an hour later, Yun Ziang drove up to the parking lot where Yun Ziqian was.

Yun Ziqian was standing outside the car smoking when he saw Yun Ziang's flashy Panamera from afar.

He waved, and the Panamera drove over.

Yun Zi'ang rolled down the car window and teased, "Oh my, you look so haggard after spending the night in Fujiang!"

"At first glance, I thought he was a homeless person."

Yun Ziqian did look more haggard than usual, but he was definitely not homeless.

"Get lost," Yun Ziqian said lazily, lifting his eyelids.

"Let me check on Xiao Jin," he said, raising his chin to signal Yun Ziang to roll down the car window.

Yun Ziang did as he was told. The car window rolled down, and Yun Ziqian leaned over. The first thing he saw was Xiao Jin's small belly, which was protruding in a semi-circular shape.

He was relieved to see that Xiao Jin was sleeping comfortably.

Just as he was about to ask Yun Ziang to stop the car, he saw Xiao Jin suddenly move.

Xiao Jin twitched her nose, as if talking in her sleep, and mumbled, "Darkness?"

Immediately afterwards, she moved her short legs, pounced, rolled over, and lay on her stomach.

Xiao Jin groggily opened her eyes, looked around, and said blankly, "Xiao Jin has time-traveled?"

"Little auntie, you didn't time travel. I've brought you to Fujiang to find Yun Ziqian." Yun Ziang, who was in front, turned around and said with a smile.

"Looking for my great-nephew?" Xiao Jin rubbed her eyes and kept sniffing ahead.

She slowly sat up and immediately pinpointed the location of the dark aura.

Xiao Jin turned around, aligned herself with the direction, and opened her eyes to see Yun Ziqian standing outside the car window.

Yun Ziqian rested his arm on the car door, raised his hand in greeting, "Xiao Jin."

Xiao Jin froze for two seconds, then her eyes widened instantly. She scrambled to the car window, looking at Yun Ziqian with some surprise, "So dark..."

The black aura is so thick.

It's not the kind of malevolent energy that ordinary wandering ghosts possess.

Only very fierce and vengeful ghosts exist.

She clung to the car window, stretched out a short finger, and poked Yun Ziqian's face. "Grand-nephew, are you experiencing sleep paralysis?"

Yun Ziqian was surprised that Xiao Jin could see through it so easily, and nodded in astonishment.

Xiao Jin patted her chest, looking terrified. "Luckily, Xiao Jin sent the little bird to protect you."

Little bird?

Yun Ziqian suddenly remembered the bird that appeared in his dream, his expression complex, "That little bird... was that you?"

"It's Xiaojin's little bird!" she replied crisply, tilting her head back.

Xiao Jin let out a soft "Ah," as if she had suddenly remembered something, and looked down to search around her.

Seeing this, Yun Zi'ang asked, "Young lady, what are you looking for?"

"Xiao Jin's white bottle..." Xiao Jin scratched her head, "It seems she didn't bring it with her."

"I brought everything!" Yun Ziang said, as if taking credit. "I even brought your big cloth bag."

As he spoke, he handed the cloth bag that was on the passenger seat to Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin's eyes lit up suddenly, "Ah! That's it!"

She took it, buried her head in finding her white porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and called out to Yun Ziqian, "Yu Ziping, come in quickly!"

A wisp of white mist flew out from Yun Ziqian's body and jumped into the white porcelain bottle.

Xiao Jin chuckled twice and then put the cork back on the bottle with satisfaction.

Now that all the souls have been collected, we can send them on their way!

Upon hearing this, Yun Ziqian awkwardly touched his neck.

"Is everything alright now?" Yun Zi'ang asked, craning his neck. "Are there any little devils still bothering him?"

"No," Xiao Jin shook her head, her little hands gripping the edge of the car window. "They were all pecked away by Xiao Jin's little bird last night! Those bad things are cowardly; they didn't dare come after being pecked by the golden bird."

Yun Ziqian was startled.

In his nightmare last night, there was indeed a golden bird chasing after a figure, pecking and scratching at it.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time. He felt a chill down his spine, but also a strange warmth.

Xiao Jin suddenly wrinkled her little nose and changed the subject:

"However, the evil spirit left some dark energy on my great-nephew. If it sticks to him, he will have bad luck and get sick."

As she spoke, she reached out her small hand from the car window, her soft fingers taking Yun Ziqian's fingertips in hers.

Yun Ziqian felt a chill on his fingertips, and then he saw several wisps of faint, almost invisible black energy rising from his arms and shoulders, as if being sucked in by something, trickling into Xiao Jin's palm.

Xiao Jin puffed out her cheeks and slurped up all the black energy in a few gulps.

She smacked her lips, let go of Yun Ziqian's hand, and patted his arm: "Okay! It's clean now!"

Yun Ziqian moved his arms and felt relaxed all over.

The heavy feeling that had been pressing on my chest since last night, and the heavy fatigue on my shoulders, instantly dissipated, and even my mind became much clearer.

He looked down at his hands, then at Xiao Jin, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Coo coo—"

A soft growl from her stomach broke the silence.

Xiao Jin rubbed her empty little belly, pouting pitifully, "Xiao Jin's tummy is empty... I'm hungry."

"My dear little miss, you should have said so earlier if you were hungry!" Yun Ziang immediately unbuckled his seatbelt. "I'll go buy you something to eat! There's a breakfast shop right next door, with soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and porridge. What do you want to eat?"

"Yun Ziqian, park the car properly."

He switched places with Yun Ziqian.

"I want them all!" Xiao Jin's eyes lit up.

Yun Zi'ang got out of the car with a smile, and patted Yun Ziqian on the shoulder before leaving: "You chat with your little aunt, I'll go buy it and be right back."

After Yun Ziang left, Yun Ziqian parked the car in the parking space.

Xiao Jin sat up, hugging her cloth tiger, and looked up at Yun Ziqian with her little face: "Grand-nephew, could you tell Xiao Jin what happened yesterday again?"

Yun Ziqian nodded, leaned against the car, and recounted in detail everything from finding Yu Ziping, to Yu Ziping being killed by a flowerpot, to meeting Sang Dong at the hospital.

Xiao Jin listened very attentively, her little brows furrowing more and more tightly.

After Yun Ziqian finished speaking, she clenched her little fists angrily: "That's so mean! Using yin wood tablets to drain people's yang energy, treating people as sacrifices to raise ghosts, and even letting ghosts harm people, you're such a super bad guy!"

"This kind of evil magic is the most heinous and immoral; only those who cultivate the Tao would not practice it! Those who practice it will suffer retribution in the future!"

She was angry for a moment, then tilted her head, looking confused: "But... what's the relationship between that blind brother and the big bad guy?"

"He doesn't seem like a bad guy." Xiao Jin stroked her chin and analyzed seriously, "If he were one of the bad guys, he wouldn't have gone to the hospital to see the body. And he said 'it's too late,' which sounds like he wanted to save Yu Ziping."

Yun Ziqian listened, a thought flashing through his mind: "You mean, Sang Dong might also be here to investigate this matter?"

"I don't know," Xiao Jin shook her head. "Xiao Jin doesn't understand whether he's a good person or a bad person."

That older brother still has some good deeds to his name, but he also has debts of life...

It’s weird.