Chapter 279
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From the sound of it, there seemed to be another man's voice outside. The two guessed that it was Yang Yang's father.
Thinking of this, Fengjiu closed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
Then, there was a knock on the door, followed by a soft call.
"Young Master."
Hearing this voice, Leng Shuang cautiously moved forward and stood in front of Fengjiu.
"What's the matter?" Fengjiu motioned for Leng Shuang to step back.
"Young Master, please open the door and let this woman in to talk."
Hearing this, she motioned for Leng Shuang to open the door. Leng Shuang paused for a moment before opening the door. When she saw the woman outside, her palms turned cold.
This woman was not a human, but a ghost! Thinking of this, she swallowed her saliva and took a step back.
She was not afraid of a human, but a ghost …
Feng Jiu looked over and saw the pale-faced woman carrying the sleeping Yang Yang in her arms. She knelt down in front of her with a plop.
"Young Master."
"What are you doing?" Fengjiu frowned and looked at her tear-stained face.
"That old Daoist came again. He said he wanted to take us in, but in fact, he came for my Yang Yang. Yang Yang was born with a spiritual pearl in his stomach, but the pearl could not be removed. This old Daoist said he wanted to refine him into a human pill to cultivate. We have no other choice but to come and beg Young Master."
She sobbed softly and said, "I know that Young Master is not an ordinary person. You must have noticed that we are ghosts and not humans. However, although we are ghosts, we have never harmed anyone. We only stayed here for the sake of our child. Our family of ninety-nine people is only left with Yang Yang. Young Master, Young Master, please, please help us!"
She sobbed softly. Her words were filled with helplessness and despair, which made Feng Jiu's heart sink slightly. She wanted to stand by and watch, but she couldn't resist her pleading. If she didn't help, not to mention these ghosts, even the child's fate would be full of misfortune.
Although she was cold-blooded by nature, the child was innocent. How could she bear to watch with folded arms?
Her gaze fell on the child who was sleeping soundly. It turned out that he had a spiritual pearl in his belly. No wonder, when she came in, she saw that the child was full of spiritual energy. Although his face was pale and thin, he was able to stay alive while interacting with these ghosts. It turned out that it was because of the spiritual pearl.
After a slight pause, she looked at the woman and asked, "How do you want me to help you?"
Hearing this, the woman was delighted and hurriedly said, "I only ask that Young Master take my son away and let him grow up safely."
"Leng Shuang, take the child." She ordered softly, implying that she had agreed.
"Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master."
She hurriedly thanked and handed the child in her arms to Leng Shuang with a smile. Looking at her sleeping son, her heart was filled with reluctance. She looked deeply at the child and said to Fengjiu, "Young Master, quickly leave from the back!" With that, she ran out.
Leng Shuang, who was holding the child, was startled and asked, "Master, are we really taking him back?" She did not think that her master would really help that ghost.
"Our family doesn't lack food. If we take him back, we'll take him back. What's the big deal?" Fengjiu said disapprovingly.
"He has lost his parents and family at such a young age. He is quite pitiful."
Leng Shuang looked at the sleeping Yang Yang with pity in her eyes. She and her younger brother depended on each other for survival. Her younger brother was taken care of by her, but this child had lost his family at such a young age. She could not help but feel pity for him.
"Ah!"
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