Would Granny Enna become an evil spirit?
The thought made me feel sad and heavy-hearted.
Clearly, this wasn't something I could change through sheer willpower.
If Granny Enna couldn't bear it, then once she learned the truth, she would surely become a terrifying evil spirit and vent her anger and resentment.
Unless someone was truly a saint or a complete fool, everyone had people they held closer than others. The grief of sacrificing one's precious friends and family for strangers was easy to imagine.
The Thin Man and the others felt sad when they found out, too.
Granny Enna might be facing that kind of emotional collapse right now, but there was no one who could help her.
Wu Ling had clearly already accepted this. She immediately changed the subject and brought up the plan she'd mentioned yesterday.
I told the Thin Man that after work, we'd go to Wu Ling's place together and listen to her explain how to make a wish.
The new method still required lighting a candle in front of a mirror at midnight, but this time, we had to use a special candle.
Wu Ling rummaged through a cardboard box and pulled out a twisted candle.
I recognized the box as one of the kind stacked around the office.
The candle wasn't straight. It curved like a snake, with scales carved along its surface. Its tip had been carved into a snake's head. It looked like a lifelike white snake. The wick was inside its mouth, like the snake's tongue.
"What's that?" the Thin Man asked.
"Your ex-girlfriend never mentioned this?" Wu Ling asked in return.
The Thin Man thought for a moment, then shook his head.
"Over three hundred years ago, powerful mediums used candles like this. They gathered yin energy and attracted ghosts.