Duan Qinghuai hesitated to speak. Since Ning Yitao entered the room, she had remained silent all the time. But he knew that Ning Yitao would never let Uncle Cao get into danger.
The three of them were at a stalemate like this, and the room fell into a strange silence.
Suddenly, there was a sound from inside the cabinet in this room, but it was extremely faint.
Only Ning Yitao heard it, and she didn't make a fuss.
In the darkness, she didn't make any big movements. No one noticed that her hand on the side of the cabinet slipped out of her sleeve.
Ning Yitao spread out her palm as if waiting for something.
In the darkness, the corner cabinet opened a tiny crack, and a pair of eyes glowed coldly inside the cabinet.
Immediately afterwards, a shadow flashed by quickly.
After that, a cool sensation came from Ning Yitao's palm.
Duan Yushu, who was late, appeared at the door. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and groped his way to this room.
When Duan Qinghuai came in, there was no light at all. He was afraid of disturbing Uncle Cao.
In an unoccupied corner, Ning Yitao naturally closed her hand and put it back in her pocket.
With Duan Yushu's flashlight, Duan Qinghuai could finally see Uncle Cao's expression on the bed clearly. Taking a closer look, he suddenly felt a chill down his back.
Duan Yushu, who had just stood next to Duan Qinghuai, saw this scene. Although he was six years older than Duan Qinghuai, he was still greatly startled.
The two brothers glanced at each other, and they both felt their goosebumps rising uncontrollably.
But after the initial fear, they began to worry.
Duan Yushu asked what was wrong with Uncle Cao, but Duan Qinghuai couldn't give a reason.
At this time, Ning Yitao explained:
"He was attracted here by something. However, he can stay in this place for a while longer. It's good for him. When the yin energy on him dissipates, he will naturally return to normal."
Ning Yitao said the solution was to wait. When Uncle Cao was willing to get out of bed by himself, they could send him back.
But Duan Yushu didn't believe in ghosts and gods. He just thought that kids of Ning Yitao's age liked to believe in such things to show off their uniqueness and satisfy their vanity.
He said euphemistically, "Maybe I can give it a try? Uncle Cao is very thin. I'm sure I can carry him."
Ning Yitao shrugged and said indifferently, "You can try it yourself. You can even ask Duan Qinghuai to help you."
Duan Yushu boldly tried to carry Uncle Cao off the bed and send him back to his room.
But Uncle Cao was like a frozen statue, motionless. His body was stiff and couldn't bend, and his expression seemed to be frozen on his face.
At first, Duan Yushu behaved like a gentleman. But when he found that he couldn't lift Uncle Cao no matter what, he rolled up his sleeves and didn't care about etiquette anymore. He tried all kinds of methods, but still couldn't carry him.
Duan Qinghuai saw the pleading look in Duan Yushu's eyes. Helplessly, seeing that his elder brother didn't believe Ning Yitao, he could only use actions to convince him.
Later, it gradually turned into a competitive mentality.
Duan Yushu even tried to move the bed and Uncle Cao together.
But in the end, the two of them were sweating profusely, but they couldn't move Uncle Cao an inch. Sitting on the edge of the bed, gasping for breath, Duan Yushu said out of breath:
"I won't move him anymore. I'll wait. I'll wait until Uncle Cao wants to go with me on his own."
Duan Yushu's perception of this little girl in front of him was refreshed again. Finally, he truly understood the praise Duan Qinghuai had given Ning Yitao at the beginning.
It turned out that Ning Yitao not only knew how to appreciate calligraphy and paintings, but also really understood metaphysics.
In the end, Duan Qinghuai had to accompany Duan Yushu in the room and wait for Uncle Cao, while asking Ning Yitao to go back first and find a room she liked.
He knew that Ning Yitao would choose the room with the best feng shui.
Ning Yitao didn't hesitate. She agreed with his suggestion and left without any hesitation.
Once again, it left the two brothers some "quality time" to bond.
It's just that the environment this time wasn't right. The two of them could only stare at each other blankly in this dim room.
However, it also gave the two brothers a chance to have a long conversation through the night. Or rather, it was Duan Yushu's one - sided gossiping, which also helped them dispel some of the fear brought by the environment.
As soon as she stepped out of the storage room, Ning Yitao calmly returned the same way.
Her hand was always in her pocket and didn't come out.
It was very quiet all the way. Only Ning Yitao's phone notification sounded a few times, but she didn't look.
Ning Yitao didn't go to the room with good feng shui as Duan Qinghuai had expected. Instead, she returned to Duan Qinghuai's room full of resentment.
The door wasn't locked, and Ning Yitao didn't turn on the light.
She rummaged through the room and found some candles.
Ning Yitao sat in front of the desk, placed the small candle she found in front of her, snapped her fingers, and the candle was lit, illuminating the room.
The weak flame magnified Ning Yitao's sitting back and projected it onto the ceiling.
Her shadow spread from the chair to the ceiling, covering most of the room.
The flickering candlelight made Ning Yitao's shadow look restless.
Ning Yitao waited until the red flame turned blue before taking out the thing in her pocket.
She slowly opened her palm. It was Zhaocai, curled up in a ball.
Zhaocai was lying quietly with his eyes closed in the sphere where his aura used to reside.
Now, Zhaocai didn't look as energetic as before. He was listless and let Ning Yitao do whatever she wanted.
Ning Yitao placed a cloth under Zhaocai and put him next to the candle. The blue flame quickly leaped onto Zhaocai's body, enveloping him. It was like he was being reborn from the fire.
However, Zhaocai in the flame didn't feel burned. Instead, he slowly woke up.
Zhaocai opened his eyes and looked around blankly. When his eyes met Ning Yitao's, he felt at ease and lay back down again.
As time passed, Zhaocai regained a little strength and propped up his upper body.
Ning Yitao had been sitting beside Zhaocai, accompanying him.
The first thing Zhaocai did after regaining his energy was to vividly complain to Ning Yitao about his experience. He said:
"Taotao, that room was so mean to me. Wuwuwu. I was staying fine in Duan Qinghuai's room. Suddenly, a voice came to my ear and lured me there. As a result, that room was constantly gathering yin energy."
"Especially the room where you just found me. I didn't even have time to react before I was sucked in and trapped in that cabinet."
Zhaocai said excitedly.
Ning Yitao was sitting on the chair, her slender fingers rhythmically tapping on the table as she listened to Zhaocai's experience.
Since entering that room, Ning Yitao had become much quieter.
She always seemed to be thinking about something.