The little fellow was clearly speaking with a smile, using the softest and cutest tone.
But the housekeeper felt a chill down his spine.
It was as if soone was blowing on the back of his neck.
Bai Zhi’er vividly said, "They might co knocking at midnight, floating around you, asking: Why did you disturb my sleep, why do you not let rest in peace~"
While speaking, the little fellow deliberately stretched out his hands to mimic the way ghosts float by.
Scaring a few timid craftsn, they fell to the ground in fright.
The housekeeper was drenched in cold sweat, his eyes flickering with fear.
Bai Zhi’er humd a laugh.
"Alright, you’ve all worked hard today, so I’ll give you a day off. Start working again tomorrow morning."
"As for these bones, keep them for now and find a place to bury them another day."
After that, Bai Zhi’er went for a tour around the garden in the backyard.
Soon after, he left with Lu Wang.
Night fell quickly.
These craftsn stayed in four large dormitories at the Wen Mansion in order to finish their work faster.
The housekeeper lived in a relatively spacious side room.
Now clouds covered the moon, and a cool breeze blew gently.
In the deep of the night, the housekeeper’s room was brightly lit.
Inside ca the murmur of his whispers.
"May all immortals bless , may the Bodhisattva protect , prevent those lonely and wild ghosts from haunting . I’m just following orders, really not intending to disturb their eternal rest."
Kneeling on the prayer mat, the housekeeper kowtowed for protection before an image of Guanyin he had bought.
He was inwardly filled with regret.
"I was just following the master’s instructions to randomly dig up a few skeletons from the burial mound, not deliberately digging up their graves. Don’t co looking for , Amitabha Buddha..."
Just as the housekeeper was murmuring, suddenly, a sinister wind blew the window open.
The candle on the table was instantly extinguished.
At the sa ti, the Bodhisattva image hung on the wall was blown off and fell to the ground.
The housekeeper was so scared he fell to the ground, "What’s happening?!"
The dark blue night outside cast its shadow into the room, accompanied by a whiff of autumn chill.
He was terrified and restless.
Outside the door, from far to near, ca a "knock, knock, knock" sound.
Once, and again.
Slowly and clearly.
In this quiet night, to the housekeeper, it felt nacing.
"Who is it?!" He propped himself up with the table, not daring to go outside, only peeking from the window.
The courtyard was peaceful under the dark moonlit night.
There wasn’t a soul in sight.
But the "knock, knock, knock" sounded like bones knocking together, as if it was right inside the room.
The housekeeper’s knees went weak, he leaned against the wall, trying not to collapse.
He was breathing heavily, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
At this mont, he recalled what the little princess said during the day.
Those bones would co looking for those who disturbed their rest.
Suddenly!
A shadow flashed past the window.
The housekeeper scread in fear, collapsing to the ground.
He closed his eyes and cried out, "It wasn’t , I was just ordered to dig up your bones at the burial mound!"
"I promise! At the break of dawn tomorrow, I will properly bury you and burn plenty of paper money to atone. Don’t haunt , don’t haunt !"
At this mont, a soft voice ca, "Are you willing to admit it?"
The housekeeper was startled and opened his eyes wide.
Why did this voice sound so familiar?
In the next second, the door was kicked open, and the candle on the table reignited.
Bai Zhi’er stepped in with small steps, a lively and mischievous smile on her face.
Behind her followed Feng Fuce in a silver robe, along with Lu Wang.
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