It seemed I was the only one who knew the truth.
The others were either frightened and panicking at the sudden appearance of ghosts, or immersed in the Wu family's successful spell.
The Wu family didn't seem to want to destroy the entire city.
They soon began secretly clearing the ghosts out of the city.
I only saw part of it before following the porcelain doll into the Wu family's inner courtyard.
The Wu family carefully enshrined the porcelain doll, with various arrangements set up around it. I naturally couldn't understand the talismans they'd drawn. But judging from their expressions and conversation, these things wouldn't harm Wu Ling; they would only restrain her movements.
I couldn't help feeling a little doubtful.
Was the soul that had entered the porcelain doll Wu Ling's soul?
Perhaps this still wasn't Wu Ling's soul. Maybe something would change later on?
The white-haired, white-bearded old men of the Wu family all stayed here, watching the porcelain doll with near-manic intensity. They practically wanted to give up eating, drinking, and using the bathroom so they could watch it around the clock.
The others were dealing with the situation in the city.
I didn't go to see what they were doing. I only felt my heart clench when I heard someone report back.
"...Eleven people have died. Two of them were scared to death by the ghosts. As for the others..." the young man said respectfully.
One of the old men waved a hand. "That's enough. You can handle that sort of thing."
He didn't care in the slightest.
The young man stopped reporting, without a trace of disappointment on his face.
The old men sat together and discussed things.
The porcelain doll remained motionless.
They were certain that a spirit had formed inside it.
When I