**vvvvv sent Han Shanshan to the police station? We also went straight back to Dragon Abyss Residential Compound. mMing Dong Oriental Literature|
Yu Xiaoxue got the White Rabbit candy, and knowing I had things to do, happily hugged it and went off to watch TV. Zhao Qian hadn't been able to bathe during her several days of mourning, and she was often breaking out in cold sweat. She hurriedly took some fresh clothes to the bathroom to wash up.
I carried the Mountain Ghost's Soul Urn out of the car, turned on the electric stove in the courtyard, took out the three completed Soul Urns, and returned to the study.
All three Soul Urns were somewhat dark red. After Yu Xiaoxue had reshaped them, they had taken on exquisite teapot-like forms. The carvings Zhao Qian had made had also become delicate after firing, imbued with a captivating charm. Slender and extraordinary.
I took out Xijun's old Soul Urn and compared them for a while. Now that I looked at them side by side, the craftsmanship of these three Soul Urns was on an entirely different level from the old one. Grandma probably had never imagined that it would be used to raise any formidable ghosts back then.
But when I brought out Grandma's chest and used the Soul Urns inside as a reference, I began to feel torn. What a pity. Such formidable Soul Urns, such formidable ghostly creatures! They had clearly been made by a master!
I wondered whether I would ever become as powerful as Grandma.
"Come on out, all of you. Choose the residence you like." I pointed at the three Soul Urns. Although their shapes were more or less alike, I had still given them distinctive, stylish differences so that I wouldn't be unable to choose