Chapter 661: Pen Spirit, There’s a Ghost

Lin Haoxing immediately smiled through his tears, but he was still brooding over those two swindlers. Not only did he fail to get Sister Shuyan a client, he also lost five of her talismans.

Chi Shuyan looked at Lin Haoxing and smiled, then heaved a sigh. Who would have thought that just after she consoled Lin Haoxing, those two swindlers would come looking for her in a fl.u.s.ter.

It turned out that after Chen Meilin and Jiang Xue returned to the Meng family, the group of top brain specialists whom Father Meng had invited from abroad at significant cost went back in defeat. Not to mention why the unconscious Meng Shuyi would convulse from time to time, they couldn’t even figure out the specific reason for her coma. Like specialists from other countries, they could only reluctantly conclude that she was another unique case.

Moreover, not long after she was diagnosed as comatose, one of her friends, who had played the Pen Spirit game with Meng Shuyi, suddenly fainted a few days ago, catching her family off guard. Last night, this girl suddenly woke up at midnight and then jumped off the hospital building and killed herself.

It was said that she fell from a height of dozens of floors, and her body shattered to pieces.

This frightened the Meng family, especially Mother Meng. She was afraid that if she didn’t watch her daughter, the girl would also suddenly jump off a building and kill herself. How would she live then?

Chen Meilin was grieved, terrified, and anxious. She was really afraid that her only daughter would jump off a building.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was off.

Just as she was feeling despair, she suddenly remembered what Shuyi’s cla.s.smates had said before, as well as the talismans which the little boy on the plane had given to her.

Chen Meilin was desperate. Whether or not the child was really a swindler, she had to give it a try.

Before she could do so, Jiang Xue kept dissuading her. “Aunt, don’t be fooled. This thing is useless. It can’t save Shuyi!”

After dissuading Chen Meilin, Jiang Xue immediately found Father Meng to dissuade her.

Like Jiang Xue, Father Meng didn’t believe in ghosts and G.o.ds. He also said, “Don’t use a random thing on Shuyi. I’ll find another specialist to look at her in a few days!”

Chen Meilin thought of the female student who had still been having a good time with her daughter some days ago. Now that she had jumped off a building and died, how could she be calm? She couldn’t help but say, “Specialist, specialist, you’ve found so many of them, but they couldn’t find anything. Shuyi hasn’t improved either. I might as well try this talisman as a last resort!”

In the end, Chen Meilin compromised under Father Meng and Jiang Xue’s insistence.

Until one night, when she watched her unconscious daughter’s body suddenly convulse and her features twist. Her face was covered in sweat and she made pained sounds. Chen Meilin’s heart ached terribly. This time, she couldn’t care less about Jiang Xue’s rational persuasion. She gritted her teeth and resolutely slapped the talisman on her daughter.

To be honest, Chen Meilin didn’t really believe the little boy’s words on the plane. It was just that she was really at the end of her rope and didn’t want to let go of any possibility of saving her daughter, even if she knew how absurd and laughable this action was.

However, the moment she slapped a talisman on her daughter’s forehead, she didn’t notice a golden line suddenly turn gray.

Chen Meilin frowned. Seeing that her daughter hadn’t woken up, she thought to herself that the child was really a swindler. This talisman was useless.

She was disappointed and dejected.

Who would have thought that when she looked up, she saw a huge ghostly shadow directly above her daughter’s convulsing body. She was instantly full of disbelief and horror as she stared with wide eyes. The terrifying ghostly shadow sat in a huge rattan chair which didn’t stop spinning around as the sharp end of one chair leg ground into Meng Shuyi’s stomach.

As the ghost continued to spin around vigorously, the sharp chair leg sank inch by inch into Meng Shuyi’s soft belly.

Chen Meilin was so scared that she staggered back and screamed with a pale face, “Ghost! There… there’s a ghost!”