A night of many events
It was already the second half of the night, and the rain had started falling again at some unknown time, pattering against the tiles with a crisp, clear sound.
Bai Luli changed into a clean set of clothes that Shamu had prepared for her, standing beside the square table filled with various medicinal materials, her eyes cast downward at the prepared medicines on the table, her right hand clenched into a fist.
A moment later, she raised her right fist in front of her eyes, opened it, and a smooth jade bead quietly lay in the palm of her hand.
This is the doctor's treasure, Chi Yu, which will surely restore her face to its original state in the shortest time possible. As a doctor, she couldn't bear to use such a precious treasure just to save her own face. Moreover, this Chi Yu contains the beautiful memories of her beloved family members.
Bai Luli suddenly clenched her right fist again, holding the red jade in her palm, with a calm expression.
Forget it, without Chi Yu, she can still restore her face to its original appearance, it's just a matter of time, such a treasure, will be kept for now.
Bai Liuli walked to the window, pushed open the window, looked at the rain curtain in the night sky, and looked towards the northern suburbs.
Shamu, should be a clever child.
"Knock... knock-knock..." As the sky gradually brightened in the hazy and continuous autumn rain, a light knocking sound came from outside the house, once, then twice, accompanied by the low voice of "Sister".
"Come in." Bai Liuli's eyes didn't leave the stove, she just picked up the medicine pot and walked to the side table with a porcelain bowl.
The tightly closed door was pushed open and quickly shut again. Sam stood in front of the door, drenched from head to toe, with raindrops still dripping from her hair. She wiped the rainwater off her face, and in the faint light that filtered through the window, her small face looked pale.
Bai Luli raised her eyes to glance at Shamu, then lowered them again, placing the porcelain bowl on the table. As she poured the medicinal broth from the pot into the bowl, she said calmly, "Hot ginger tea, the towel is hanging on the wall."
Shameng was taken aback, staring blankly at the medicine pot and the soup pouring out of it in Bai Liuli's hands, watching the steam rising from the ceramic bowl, deeply shocked, his eyes suddenly hot and wet, his legs as heavy as a thousand pounds, unable to move.
After pouring out the soup, she put the medicine on the table and didn't even glance at Shamu again before turning around and walking towards the inner room, saying "Come back to talk to me after you've drunk it."
Just as Bai Luli turned around, Sha Mu strode to the square table, picked up the porcelain bowl and lifted his head to drink. The scalding hot soup made the tears that had been welling up in Sha Mu's eyes suddenly burst out.
Shamu looked at Bai Liuli's back, rubbed her eyes hard, grabbed the towel hanging on the wall and covered her head, then walked into the inner room. Standing three steps behind Bai Liuli who was sitting with her back to him, he took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "Young Miss, after Old Master drank the medicine you prepared, he sweated a lot, just like you said. At night, Old Master called out 'thirsty' several times. I let another maid take care of it, and as per your instructions, I found someone and went to Beiguan immediately after the city gate opened."
Bai Liuli sat at the desk by the window, on which lay a copper mirror, a porcelain bowl containing deep red medicinal broth, and a small mortar with thick medicinal paste. The desktop also held scissors, white gauze, and clean cotton pads. Bai Liuli looked at her disfigured face in the copper mirror, listened to Sha Mu's words with only a faint "uh-huh", then began to slowly clean the wounds on her face with a clean pad dipped in the deep red medicinal broth, as if completely ignoring Sha Mu's words.
"The slave found the place that the young lady mentioned." Shamu paused, her eyebrows furrowed in distress, "But when I brought people there, the coffin was covered properly, and the soul-fixing nails that the young lady mentioned were also nailed on the coffin lid. I wanted to open the coffin to take a look, but just then I heard the voice of the steward coming from the woods, so I..."
"So you're back, huh?" The wound was burning with pain due to the medicinal liquid, but Bai Liusi's expression didn't change, calmly interrupting Shamude's words.
"I, a lowly servant, have not done my duty properly. Please, young mistress, punish me!" Shamu's heart skipped a beat as she immediately knelt down on the ground, saying shamefacedly, "The steward led the household servants to bury the coffin right away, and I didn't get a chance to check what was inside..."
That's the young lady's coffin, but why is there a soul nail...?
"Shamu, you've done well." Bai Liuli didn't get angry at Shamu's words, instead, she slightly curved the corners of her mouth. "The purpose of sending you to Beijiao was precisely to make them bury the coffin without any suspicion. It's perfect, get up, no need to kneel."
"Miss, I..." Shamu grasped his pants tightly with both hands, hesitating to get up, as if he couldn't forgive himself. He had finally been able to repay Miss's kindness, but hadn't been able to do things perfectly.
"I don't need someone who only knows how to blame themselves by my side." Bai Liusu's voice was light, but it carried an inexplicable chill that made Shamu feel a sudden coldness all over his body. He didn't dare say anything more and immediately stood up, lowering his head deeply, "Young Mistress's words, this servant has understood."
"Shamu, you're a clever kid." Bai Liuli continued to carefully clean the wound on her face. "Go ahead, continue doing what I told you last night."
"Yes, I will definitely follow the young lady's instructions and do things well. I'll withdraw first."
Bai Luli didn't speak again, and Shamu bowed deeply towards Bai Luli's back before retreating.
Bai Luli finally slowed down her movements and closed her eyes slightly.
Someone opened her coffin for her, but she couldn't see the other person's figure, nor could she feel their existence.
Someone is tracking her, for what purpose? And how did they know she was reborn in the coffin?
Now someone helped her close the coffin lid again and even re-hammered the soul-fixing nails.
These unknown things, were they done by one person's hand, or more than one?
Or who made her his hunting target?
Bai Luli slowly raised her eyes, and the cold light in her deep eyes sparkled bit by bit. She had always been the one hunting others, never experiencing the taste of being hunted herself. People who thought this way only ever had one outcome - death.
It's really come to an unsettling place.
When Bai Liusi looked at herself in the copper mirror again, looking at her face that was ravaged like a ghost in other people's eyes, a word flashed through her mind.
That was the first scene she saw when she came into this world, and it was also the first point of light and the first word she saw in this world.
Ghost
Ghost?
Alas... is it the ghost frightening people, or Asura being terrifying?
Digression
The bitter old uncle came up with a floating head: Are there any mushroom cool guys watching the article?

