Seeing this, Ming Li narrowed her eyes. It seemed that this matter was not simple. Judging by the situation, the original host's entire family was targeted by something, and it was probably the male lead.
Thinking this, Ming Li took out a yellowed talisman from behind her.
The talisman was inscribed with incomprehensible runes. In a moment, it fluttered into the air without wind and then spontaneously combusted.
After the talisman burned out, a wisp of invisible green smoke entered Shen Jinghe's body.
Shen Jinghe, who had been wiping away tears, suddenly closed his eyes and fainted.
Seeing this, Ming Li materialized and quickly caught him. She carried him to the bed, covered him with the quilt, and then left.
"Sister? Is that you?"
Just as Ming Li returned to the original host's previous room, a pleasant female voice suddenly sounded from the doorway. Ming Li turned around and met a pair of clear, bright eyes. "You can see me?"
As she spoke, Ming Li noticed something unusual and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
The Yin Yang eyes? Interesting.
Outside the door, hearing Ming Li's words, the little girl cautiously walked in. At her age, she didn't understand what separation and death were. So, seeing Ming Li, who had been lying in the coffin for several days, standing alive and talking to her, she didn't feel anything was wrong. Because to her, Ming Li was just sleeping.
"Sister, you're awake? Are you hungry? I think there's still food in the kitchen. I'll go heat it up for you."
Hearing this, Ming Li raised an eyebrow and curled her lips. This little girl seemed not bad...
"I'm not hungry. You should go back to sleep."
Shen Xiu'er nodded obediently and took small steps to leave. Suddenly, she paused, turned back, and looked at Ming Li cautiously, "Goodnight, sister!"
Ming Li was stunned. "Goodnight. Go to sleep quickly."
"Okay." The little girl nodded obediently. "Then Xiu Xiu will come to play with sister tomorrow." After saying that, she ran off.
Ming Li withdrew her gaze and looked around the original host's room. Her eyes immediately landed on a brightly colored painting hanging on the opposite wall.
The painting was done with some kind of pigment that made it impossible to look away.
Ming Li stared at the painting for a long time, frowned, and finally raised her hand, throwing a flame at it.
Then Ming Li saw the painting, as if sensing danger, fall from the wall and drift towards the window. But it was too late. It was engulfed in flames as soon as it touched the ground and was swallowed by flower seedlings in the next moment. Suddenly, a piercing scream came from the painting, as if something was trying to break free. Ming Li frowned repeatedly.
As a result, Ming Li threw another handful of fire into it, burning it to ashes.
After the painting disappeared, Ming Li clearly felt that the Yin energy in the entire house had significantly reduced.
At this moment, the system suddenly appeared from nowhere and gulped, "Host, what was that just now?" So scary, oh no, it scared the system!
Ming Li looked out the window, her voice filled with coldness. "Ghostly energy."
From the original host's memories, Ming Li learned the origin of the painting.
The original host had received this painting from an old man selling at a street fair when she was browsing. The old man said she had a connection with it and gave it to her. The original host had initially refused, but the old man insisted on giving it to her and then ran away.
The original host thought the painting was good and took it back to hang in her room. Then, all the subsequent bizarre events happened...