mtl008 Chapter 143 Little Aunt
Chapter 143 Little Aunt
"Brother, she is my friend, so naturally I should go. Don't worry, the spiritual energy is sealed in the strange domain, so it won't cost much." Shu Wanwan gently stroked Ling Chuhe's hand and gave him a reassuring look.
She clasped her hands together and muttered something, a complex and mysterious incantation emanating from her. As she chanted the incantation, a powerful force surged from her. Her fingers traced strange paths in the air, forming a bizarre pattern.
A brilliant light suddenly erupted from Shu Wanwan's hand, illuminating the entire room. The light gradually converged into a dazzling ball of light, tightly enveloping her soul. The ball of light shimmered with mysterious runes and exuded a heart-pounding aura.
Shu Wanwan's soul, protected by the light ball, slowly flew up and flew towards Fan Yao's body. When the light ball touched Fan Yao's forehead, it instantly merged into her body.
At the same moment, Shu Wanwan's body suddenly lost its support and collapsed. Ling Chuhe and Yi Siyang quickly supported her body and gently placed her next to Fan Yao. They watched nervously, silently praying that Shu Wanwan would complete the mission safely.
In Fan Yao's dream.
A large courtyard was covered with thick snow, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a vast expanse of white snow.
Shu Wanwan frowned and took light steps cautiously. She didn't know what had happened, but she didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of alerting the enemy.
Shu Wanwan surveyed her surroundings, her gaze fixed on the closed courtyard gate. Further in, it seemed to be where people lived. Cautiously, she peered through the crack in the doorway, only to see a woman in white sitting quietly at a stone table in the center of the courtyard. Her dress, purer than snow, blended seamlessly with the surrounding snowy landscape.
Shu Wanwan stared at the woman's back, feeling an indescribable sense of familiarity. This feeling was so strong that she couldn't help but guess that this woman might be Fan Yao.
"Yaoyao." Shu Wanwan pushed open the door quietly and called softly.
The woman slowly turned her head after hearing the voice, a hint of tenderness in her eyes. When Shu Wanwan saw the face clearly, she was certain it wasn't Fan Yao, but this woman had the exact same face as Fan Yao, and this identical face gave her a different feeling than before. The Fan Yao she knew was playful and cute, but the woman before her seemed more dignified and serene.
"Who are you?" Shu Wanwan asked again, her eyes becoming alert.
"Wanwan? I've been waiting for you for a long time." The woman spoke softly.
After hearing what she said, Shu Wanwan took another closer look. She saw that the woman in front of her was wearing a white long skirt, a light pink belt around her waist, a crystal clear jade pendant hanging from the belt, and her hair was tied up with a jade hairpin. She had a beautiful face and an elegant temperament. Her face was exactly the same as Fan Yao's, but her temperament was a little different.
The woman didn't care about Shu Wanwan's vigilant look and waved to her.
"Come here." The woman's voice was as gentle as water, not Fan Yao's.
Shu Wanwan slowly walked forward a few steps, then sat on the round stool next to the stone table.
"Let your aunt take a good look at you." The woman put one hand on Shu Wanwan's hand and held Shu Wanwan's hand with the other hand, and then held Shu Wanwan's hand.
Shu Wanwan was also stunned by the woman's behavior. She wanted to pull her hand back, but she couldn't move. The woman's hands were not strong, and she didn't know why she couldn't pull her hand back.
The woman just stared at Shu Wanwan's face, tears in the corners of her eyes, but they never fell.
The strange thing is that after a long time, Shu Wanwan didn't feel uncomfortable with this touch, but a warm current seemed to spread in her heart.
Shu Wanwan looked at the woman in front of her, her heart full of curiosity.
The woman looked friendly, but she was unfamiliar with her.
Shu Wanwan also stared into the woman's eyes, trying to find the answer from her eyes, but there was only deep tenderness and tears about to fall in those eyes.
For a moment, Shu Wanwan didn't know how to face these eyes and could only lower her head.
"Aunt?" Shu Wanwan asked in a low voice.
Shu Wanwan turned her head and glanced at that face. It was still those eyes full of tenderness, which had never changed.
Shu Wanwan wanted to look into those eyes, but she didn't dare. They seemed to be something she had longed for but never had, and their sudden appearance caught her off guard.
It is the warmth of loved ones.
However, there is nothing else to be found in these eyes except endless tenderness.
Shu Wanwan could feel that the woman in front of her had sincere feelings for her.
"Aunt..." Shu Wanwan called out this unfamiliar name softly again, with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
For some reason, this name seemed to have been deeply engraved in her heart and came out of her mouth naturally.
Hearing Shu Wanwan's call, the woman responded softly: "Well, good child."
Her eyes were full of love, which made people feel at ease.
"You are as beautiful as your mother was back then." The woman's voice was gentle and melodious, as if bringing people back to that distant past.
"It's a pity that I can't come to see you often." The woman's eyes revealed a sadness, but it disappeared in an instant.
Even if it was just for a moment, Shu Wanwan noticed it. For some reason, a touch of sadness filled her heart.
The woman's words aroused more doubts in Shu Wanwan's heart, and she longed to know more about her own life story.
However, facing this woman who seemed to have a close relationship with her, Shu Wanwan felt at a loss as to how to start asking the questions that had been lingering in her mind. She opened her mouth, but found that her voice had become extremely hoarse, as if a ball of cotton was stuck in her throat and it was difficult to speak.
Shu Wanwan was filled with doubts, but she also understood that her most pressing task was to save Fan Yao. After all, the past was history, and it could not be changed. She needed to understand the connection between this woman claiming to be her aunt and Fan Yao.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and then mustered up the courage to ask, "Aunt, what happened to Fan Yao? You must know something, right?"
The woman smiled and gently stroked Shu Wanwan's hand, comforting her in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, Yaoyao is just trapped in a nightmare. Don't worry, I will help her out of her predicament."
After saying that, the woman stood up and slowly walked to a big tree in the middle of the yard. The tree was decorated with white snow, which had a unique charm.
She closed her eyes, began to make complicated hand seals with her hands, and muttered something.