Chapter 1781: Chapter 1781: The Compassionate Smile and the Twisted Smile
Amidst the swirling black smoke, the Wandering Spirit’s body was fragmented and extremely transparent, but soon everything that belonged to him from around the world flew back, and his originally fractured body quickly restored itself, with transparency deepening.
"He... seems like he isn’t an Evil Spirit, yet also seems like he is, so strange." Little Taotie tilted his head, furrowing his small brows and nervously watching the Wandering Spirit, afraid that in the next moment, the Wandering Spirit would completely turn into an Evil Spirit.
In Little Taotie’s view, the Wandering Spirit was quite innocent; in life, he hadn’t done bad things, and after death, due to "Intelligence Reduction," at most, he only did foolish things that scared people, far from reaching the standard of becoming an Evil Spirit.
If he turned into an Evil Spirit due to hatred and thoughts of revenge, it would be too unfortunate.
Little Taotie was still thinking of helping him reincarnate and didn’t wish for him to sink into becoming an Evil Spirit.
Hua Jinyan observed for a moment, shook his head, "He’s not an Evil Spirit; he’s summoning everything that should have belonged to him, but those... are tainted with karma."
People who should have been dead using extraordinary means to continue craving the human world is akin to borrowing someone else’s lifespan, using others’ lives to do evil, which can turn into karma. Even if the Wandering Spirit is summoning parts of himself back, they are stained with sins that don’t belong to him.
The Wandering Spirit who walked out of the black fog seemed like both an Angel and a demon, immersed in a strange aura. With a wave of his hand, the black fog condensed into a cloud and fell into his palm.
A mask appeared amidst the swirling mist in his palm.
The mask was semi-transparent before he put it on, so Hua Jinyan and Little Taotie didn’t know what kind of mask it was.
When the Wandering Spirit put on the mask, the image on the mask was truly revealed.
One half wore a benevolent smile, kind and good-hearted.
The other half wore a twisted grin, eyes glaring boldly.
Little Taotie was stunned.
The Wandering Spirit thought the little one was scared, reaching to take off the mask to reveal his true face.
Just as he wanted to comfort the little one he thought was scared, he saw the little girl rush over.
"Let me try it on, did you take it off because you didn’t want to wear it anymore? Then let me try it on?"
The Wandering Spirit was surprised she dared to touch him.
"Aren’t you afraid?"
"Afraid of what? Such a cool mask, why be afraid?"
The Wandering Spirit looked down into Little Taotie’s eyes, seeing the little girl’s eyes shining brightly, with no trace of fear, only interest.
"You can’t wear it."
"Why?" Little Taotie asked, puzzled.
"This is one of my Ghost Instruments, also my life magic artifact, formed from my good and evil, only I can wear it."
"I don’t believe you, let me try it." Little Taotie reached out her small chubby hand to ask for it.
"Fine, try if you must, maybe you can’t even touch it," he said, handing the mask to Little Taotie, seemingly already expecting that Little Taotie’s hand would pass through the mask without being able to take it, hence the helpless expression always on his face.
But when Little Taotie’s hand securely caught the mask, the Wandering Spirit’s expression froze for a moment, with a mix of helplessness, surprise, and astonishment.
That expression lingered for a long time before he moved woodenly.
By then, Little Taotie had been playing with the mask for quite a while, examining it from left to right, touching the small face on it, sniffing to see what the mask smelled like. If she weren’t afraid her teeth were too good and might bite and break it, she might have even tried a bite.
After playing for a long time, she started to wear it.
The mask that fit on the Wandering Spirit’s intimidating face now seemed to fit Little Taotie’s face naturally, transforming into a small mask that adhered to her little face.
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