Chapter 1741: Chapter 1741: The Golden Light Fades
"I’ll go."
Hua Jinyan was quicker than her, retrieving a light point.
The light point was like a little star suspended above his palm, about five centimeters in the air.
Little Taotie blinked, eyes full of curiosity, approaching to observe.
From a distance, it was just a small light point, but upon closer inspection, one could discover mysteries within.
The light point was like a round egg, with a thin membrane. Inside the translucent membrane was a silhouette hugging itself, blurry and not clearly visible, with its arms wrapped around its knees, and its head buried in its knees, the face unseen.
One could only differentiate gender by the length of the hair.
"Let’s look at others," Little Taotie said.
Sensing no danger from the light points, Hua Jinyan dared to take more, not just one, but a whole handful.
A handful of light points, estimated over thirty.
Each light point emitted a faint glow, flickering like blinking stars.
The light points still hovered above his palm, about five centimeters from the hand.
Little Taotie leaned closer to observe.
Each light point contained a different form, some were adults, some teenagers, some just children.
These should be those who ended themselves, then got swallowed by the Ghost King, eventually becoming the origin.
But why would children lose hope?
Little Taotie didn’t quite understand.
Hua Jinyan pursed his lips, his gaze toward Little Taotie deepening slightly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
If he hadn’t met Cheng Guodong, what would Little Taotie be like now?
Would he have encountered misfortune?
Faced with misfortune and torment, would he still have the courage to live strongly?
Perhaps the misfortune and torment faced by the children choosing to say goodbye to this world are unimaginable.
Most children are inherently optimistic, able to forget many things after a good sleep, easily coaxed, easily deceived, loving to laugh. What kind of torment would make such children choose to say goodbye to the world?
Hua Jinyan closed his eyes, a barely noticeable sigh escaping his lips.
Little Taotie: "Can we find a needle to pierce this membrane-like thing, to release the spiritual body inside?"
Hua Jinyan shook his head: "I don’t know."
Little Taotie looked up at the elder.
The elder smiled bitterly: "I don’t know either."
The name ’Origin of Yin Spirits’ was a temporary label; this thing defies definition and has scant documentation. If not for the scholar from the snuff bottle sharing some knowledge, he wouldn’t have known what it is.
Little Taotie sighed, extending a finger to tap at one of the light points.
This was a light point containing a small child.
The original intention was just a casual tap, yet who knew the child within the light point would move!
Little Taotie’s eyes widened, staring intently at the light point, fearing missing any detail.
However, after the child moved once, he didn’t move again.
Little Taotie reached out again, tapping with a bit of force.
The child inside the light point raised his head.
His face was very pale, eyes closed.
Little Taotie tapped again.
It seemed to trigger a switch; a tap made the child move, without tapping, he wouldn’t move.
"Stop!" the elder called out to her.
Little Taotie tilted her head to look, full of confusion.
"The golden light on you has faded," the elder said in a deep voice.
Little Taotie was momentarily bewildered, but immediately withdrew her hand.
What a joke, she worked hard to earn money, did so many good deeds to gain a little merit; in the dreamland, the little beast Bai Bai in the ice coffin hasn’t even awakened yet. How could she waste merit!
Only by relying on merit could the Primordial Spirit be repaired, otherwise, Little Beast Bai Bai wouldn’t wake up.
Wait, could it be that these Origins of Yin Spirits in the light points also require absorbing merit to awaken?
Little Taotie retreated repeatedly, fearing that approaching would absorb her merit.
