Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 217 - Deep Hatred as the Sea of Blood
Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Deep Hatred as the Sea of Blood
Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Deep Hatred as the Sea of Blood
The sky was already very dark, and the sound of crying mixed with bursts of laughter was incredibly eerie. Yet, the people inside the house were completely oblivious. Indeed, they couldn’t hear the little ghost’s laughter; they only felt a gust of wind inside, since there were six little ghosts causing trouble in the house. They assumed it was Old Master Mo’s spirit causing mischief, so they continuously stepped forward to burn Joss Papers, hoping that would calm him down.
“Big Bull, let’s go.”
Indifference to others’ affairs, coupled with her own vendetta yet to be avenged, Xuexue didn’t have the slightest intention to meddle in other people’s business. She took Big Bull’s hand and turned to leave.
Suddenly, a little ghost dressed in red floated down from the rooftop and called out to Xuexue’s retreating figure, “Master, Master, don’t go.”
Xuexue knew she was calling her. The last time, out of the blue, she had appeared at the Mo family, telling her to call her Xiao Taohong, Xuexue became apprehensive. After all, humans and ghosts have different paths; walking together would surely bring bad luck. Old Master Mo was a bloody lesson. She’d been reborn this time, and her deep-seated enmity had yet to be avenged; she couldn’t let a little ghost drag her down. A “master,” indeed. She assumed it was a deception and wasn’t about to be fooled.
With this thought, Xuexue didn’t stop, instead quickening her step as if avoiding the Plague God. She didn’t want to get involved with a non-human little ghost.
“Wife, wife, she’s calling for you!”
Big Bull, simple-minded as ever, saw Xuexue ignoring the call and thought she couldn’t hear, so he reached out and tugged her arm, shaking it a few times.
However, it’s no surprise; he still didn’t know that this beautiful little girl was a ghost. Otherwise, would he be so calm? He would have been wailing like a banshee by now.
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“How could she be calling for me? Big Bull, you must have heard wrong. Could be her own mother calling for her; she’s probably busy going home for dinner. Let’s not disturb them and get going quickly. If we get home late, Mother will start to worry.” Xuexue lied blatantly, pulling Big Bull by the hand as she quickly walked away, totally ignoring the little ghost chasing after her.
“Really?” Big Bull turned his head to look back, his face full of skepticism.
“Yes, my name is Xuexue, not ‘Master.'”
“Hmm, that’s true.”
He must have mistaken her for someone else! Big Bull thought to himself that it made sense. Just the other day at midnight, someone had called him ‘Master.’ He clearly was Big Bull, not Master. It seems like there are more and more crazy people these days.
Seeing the little ghost getting closer and closer.
Xuexue walked even faster. At that moment, she wished she had more legs so she could have run away in one go.
Seeing his wife becoming breathless from the hurried pace, Big Bull simply lifted her by the waist and using his Inner Strength, leaped up, rapidly covering the distance until they were out of sight.
The little ghost in red was left agape. Damn it, someone was actually faster than a ghost! What is this world coming to? It just doesn’t make sense.
Xuexue felt a tightness around her waist, followed by whistling winds near her ears that made it hard to even keep her eyes open. When the winds ceased and she opened her eyes, she couldn’t help but laugh. There they were, already back at the doorstep of the old residence.
The women who had been under the tree were gone; it must have been late, and all had gone home to rest. Besides, with Old Master Mo having passed away tonight, an aura of death had settled over Mo Family Village, making the atmosphere somewhat grim. The people in the countryside believed deeply in ghosts and gods; most of them had closed their doors early and retired for the night.
Xuexue: “Mother, we’re back.”
Madam Xie was busy inserting willow branches around the house as a protective charm. Seeing Xuexue and Big Bull return, she couldn’t help but nag, “You girl, you’re becoming more and more reckless. You know something big has happened in the village, and yet you, a young lady, dare to run around in the middle of the night without fear of encountering something evil.”
“It’s fine; Big Bull is with me.”
Xuexue realized that Big Bull truly was a gem. Not only was he handsome, but he was also adept at dealing with both humans and ghosts. Not only did the bad people fear him, but even the little ghosts steered clear of him – not something an ordinary person could accomplish.
