Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1078 - 1074: Moral Blackmail

"Are you calling me?"

Dou Dou, wrapped in a wisp of Yin Wind, gently floated to the ground but didn’t approach. She just stood from afar, her round eyes warily sizing up the other person.

Ever since she was tricked last time, she never easily trusted strangers anymore.

The one speaking was a middle-aged woman who looked about fifty-something, with a gentle smile on her face. Even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes exuded kindness, making her seem like a very amiable person.

But in Dou Dou’s eyes, the other person was already at the age of a "grandma." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"My name is Dou Dou, and I’m four years old this year." Dou Dou hesitated for a moment but still answered honestly.

"Flying in the sky at four? You’re really an impressive little kid!" The middle-aged woman chuckled, giving a thumbs up, and her tone was full of praise.

"Hehe~"

Hearing this, Dou Dou’s little face immediately lit up with pride, her chest involuntarily puffing out, and her tail almost sticking up to the sky.

Sure enough, children are easy to coax; just a simple compliment could soothe most of her earlier vigilance.

"Can you tell Auntie how you fly in the sky?"

The middle-aged woman sighed regretfully, "I’ve lived so many years and still haven’t learned how to fly."

"Like this."

At these words, Dou Dou, without thinking much, immediately rode the Yin Wind, circling around the middle-aged woman, even slowing down to give her a clear "demonstration."

"Uh..."

The middle-aged woman glanced at the faint wisp of Yin Wind beneath her feet, her mouth twitching, momentarily speechless.

What on earth is this?

Yet Dou Dou finished her circle, landed steadily, and looked at her seriously, asking, "Did you get it?"

"No, no."

The middle-aged woman quickly shook her head, changing her tone, "Just one look isn’t enough to learn. Do you have any special technique or some kind of chant? Could you teach me?"

Dou Dou didn’t know any chants. Controlling the Yin Wind was a natural ability she had since becoming a Fan Soul, as natural as breathing.

But she still furrowed her small brows, answering earnestly, "No chant needed, just think ’I want to fly,’ and you can fly."

Seeing her so serious, the middle-aged woman, although still doubtful, couldn’t help but believe a little.

She immediately mimicked Dou Dou, clumsily spinning in place, mumbling, "Fly up, fly up..."

The ridiculous sight made Dou Dou burst into laughter, bending over back and forth.

The middle-aged woman stumbled, unable to even stand stably, let alone fly.

Seeing Dou Dou laugh so hard she couldn’t straighten up, the middle-aged woman’s temper began to flare, and the smile on her face froze, her expression turning increasingly stern.

Dou Dou noticed the change in her expression, her smile vanished instantly, and she began to watch her warily again, her little hands sneaking behind her back, ready to give the woman a whack—no, now it should be two whacks.

The middle-aged woman, after all, had some strategy. Seeing Dou Dou’s guarded look, she forcibly repressed her anger and squeezed out a forced smile, her tone carrying some reproach: "You, little girl, how can you lie at such a young age?"

She hadn’t had much schooling and didn’t understand what "moral coercion" meant, but she’d long since mastered this kind of skill in life, wanting to use her words to make Dou Dou feel guilty.

"I didn’t lie." Dou Dou was immediately a little angry.

"All you have to do is think it!"

"Then why can’t I fly?" The middle-aged woman retorted irritably.

Dou Dou tilted her little head, studying her for a while before cautiously speaking, "Um... could it be... you’re not smart enough?"

The middle-aged woman’s expression immediately turned sour at these words, almost unable to hold back her temper.

Yet she still forced a stiff smile, pretending to be serious, "You child, how can you talk to adults like that? So rude."

In her heart, she couldn’t help but wonder: Could it be... that I really am too dumb?

Dou Dou hated being told she was "rude" or "ignorant," as if she were just a clueless little brat.

She immediately lost her temper too, puffing up and saying, "I don’t want to talk to you anymore, I’m going home."

With that, she was about to ride the Yin Wind away.

"Wait, little friend, wait!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman hurriedly called out to her, her tone softening.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Auntie misspoke, please don’t be angry."

Dou Dou saw her sincerity, hesitated for a moment, then turned around, still somewhat wary: "What else do you want?"

"I just saw you coming out of the mother-in-law’s house," the middle-aged woman quickly got to the point, her smile becoming more amiable, "Do you know Huang Lancai?"

"Oh? You know Sister Huang too?"

Upon hearing the familiar name, Dou Dou’s eyes lit up, and the wariness she had faded considerably.

"Yes, I know her!"

The middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly, "I know her grandma, we’ve been old friends for decades."

She sighed, her tone tinged with sadness, "Unfortunately, I’ve already died, now I’m just a lonely wandering ghost, otherwise I’d definitely invite you to eat something good."

"What good food?" Dou Dou’s eyes widened instantly, full of anticipation when she heard "good food."

"Talking about these things is useless now."

The middle-aged woman shook her head, looking regretful, "What use is talking about this now? We are ghosts now, unable to eat anything."

"You can’t, but I can." Dou Dou boasted, raising her chin, and her originally misty body instantly became solid.

Her tiny figure appeared in the sunlight, casting a long shadow.

"You... you..." The middle-aged woman stared at her clear figure in the sunlight, her eyes wide with shock, mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

She originally only wanted to trick the flying secret from this little child, never expecting to see such an incredible scene.

This child can walk in the sunlight like a living person!

She instinctively reached out to touch Dou Dou, wanting to see if it was real.

Dou Dou jumped back agilely, avoiding her hand, frowning as she asked, "What are you doing?"

The middle-aged woman, realizing her actions, quickly changed her expression, filled with awe: "I’m just curious how you can transform from a ghost to a person? Is it simply by thinking about it?"

Dou Dou shook her head, puffing out her little chest proudly: "Not at all, because I am a Divine."

"Divine?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman’s shock turned to ecstasy, without the slightest doubt in Dou Dou’s words, and she knelt down with a "thud."

This startled Dou Dou, who quickly backed up two steps, asking in alarm, "What are you doing? Get up quickly."

"Divine being, I beg of you." The middle-aged woman pleaded with tears in her voice, kowtowing to Dou Dou, "Please bless my Jiakang, let him get a good job, and soon marry to start a family."

"Don’t do this, please get up quickly." Dou Dou was rendered helpless by her actions, waving her hand quickly, "I’ll promise you, okay? Just get up."

This was the first time anyone had knelt to her like a Divine, making her feel chaotic and flustered, only wanting the other to stand quickly.

"Thank you, Little Immortal, thank you, Little Immortal." Hearing this, the middle-aged woman stood up cheerfully, the worry on her face disappearing, "I knew Little Immortal had a good heart."

"So you can fly because you are Little Immortal, huh? You were teasing me earlier, haha..."

Dou Dou squinted at her, feeling something was odd, but after pondering for a while, couldn’t pinpoint what.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Dou Dou straightforwardly asked.

"I want you to persuade my son, Jiakang." When mentioning her son, the middle-aged woman sighed again, her face full of worry, "He has had no ambition since he was little, doing things with only three minutes of fervor, worked a few years outside, but quit and returned home after a bit of grievance, staying at home for years just playing on the computer or phone, not doing anything productive..."

"We arranged blind dates for him, but he refused, arguing with us whenever mentioned."

She wiped her eyes, her tone filled with helplessness, "We worked tirelessly to raise him, only to have raised him for nothing. Even if I’m dead, I can’t rest easy. But after all, he is my son, how can I truly ignore him..."

"So I seek Little Immortal to bless him, letting him find a proper job, marry a wife, and live a good life as long as he follows the right path, I can be at ease..."

Dou Dou listened, nodding understandingly, feeling that Grandma’s words made a lot of sense.

In Dou Dou’s mind, children should happily play, while adults should work hard to earn money.

Thus, she also felt that Grandma’s son indeed acted wrongly.

So she patted her little chest, promising with loyalty, "Don’t worry, I’ll help teach him a lesson."

"Oh? No no no~" The middle-aged woman quickly waved her hands, "No need to teach him! Little Immortal just needs to bless him and let him return to his senses."

"Bless?"

Dou Dou scratched her little head, feeling puzzled.

What is this ’bless’ thing?