Chapter 1257: The Voice of All Things

Chapter 1257: The Voice of All Things

Ling Sheng and Jun Shiyan quickly changed their itinerary and went to look for Song Yiyan before the plane took off.

Ji Xing was a person who wouldn’t beg unless he had no other choice. They knew that something big must have happened to make him so anxious to approach them.

Xiaoqi and Little Sangyu also knew that they were going to find their godmother Yanyan, so they followed then obediently. Wherever Daddy and Mommy went, the babies would follow.

The place where Ji Xing went was the place where Song Yiyan disappeared. It was located in the Liangshan Mountain Range and was surrounded by lofty mountains and precipitous ridges. It had the biggest and oldest primitive forest in the world, many legends of savages originated from here.

The small job that Song Yiyan mentioned was located nearby. He was the son of the richest man in Liangshan City and had been bedridden for half a year. After looking for a doctor and asking for medicine, he did not improve and finally found a Feng Shui master.

This job was introduced by Rong Yin. He had some ties with Qian Dashan, the richest man in Liangshan.

Qian Dashan was not a bad person. He was a famous philanthropist in Liangshan and had contributed a lot to China’s philanthropy scene every year. He was in his fifties and had a son when he was old. He only had a precious son that he doted on.

Ji Xing said that after Qian Dashan’s son returned to Liangshan to pay respects to his ancestors, he started to have a fever and felt sick when he returned home. He then lay in bed for days. He had gone to all the famous big hospitals in China, but he did not recover. Instead, it was getting worse.

In the past two months, he didn’t even acknowledge his parents anymore. He was like a lunatic who bit anyone he saw. In the end, he had no choice but to lock him up in bed and beg for salvation.

However, in the past two months, he had found quite a number of Taoist priests, Feng Shui masters, and monks. He used all sorts of methods. Every time a master came, his condition would improve a little before worsening again.

After Song Yiyan came over, she said that she had offended the elders in the family when the child was paying respect to his ancestors. He peed on the head of his great-grandfather, who was about to come out for a meal.

The pee of a child was the best masculine object and was extremely harmful to ghosts. Once it was soaked, his great-grandfather lost two of his three souls. If he hadn’t escaped quickly, his soul would have scattered immediately.

This brat had angered his great-grandfather, so his great-grandfather pestered him to teach him a lesson.

This senior only punished his junior a little and told him not to be so mischievous.

Who knew that for the sake of his precious son, Qian Dashan had looked for Taoists priests and monks? He had nearly tormented the old man to death again and this made him even angrier such that the child’s illness could not be cured.

Song Yiyan treated his illness and asked the elders at home. His soul shouldn’t have been so weak that it would be lost to urine.

There was also a problem with his family’s ancestral grave. A weasel had dug a hole in his grave and occupied his residence, it even bullied him everyday.

Qian Dashan paid a huge sum of money and asked Song Yiyan to go over and take a look. He wanted to help the old man chase away the weasel who had taken over his house and give him peace.

That night, Song Yiyan and Ji Xing went to the Qian family’s ancestral grave.

Ji Xing said that in the blink of an eye, Song Yiyan had disappeared. It was as if she had disappeared into thin air, and he couldn’t find her no matter how hard he tried.

Qian Dashan had a good reputation in Mount Da Liang. He found villagers who frequently entered the mountain and were familiar with the mountain, but he couldn’t find any traces of her for two days.

Ji Xing could not wait any longer and was anxious. Thus, he called Ling Sheng and the rest. Jun Shiyan would definitely have a way.

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“Mommy.” Little Sangyu suddenly tugged at Ling Sheng and looked at her with her big eyes. She pointed into the depths of the mountain. “They said that a very cruel and terrifying woman is headed that way.”

Ling Sheng was talking to Ji Xing. When she heard Little Sangyu’s words, she was stunned for a moment. “Who said that?”

Little Sangyu’s big eyes blinked and she pointed at the grass on the ground. She said in a soft voice, “Mommy, they were the ones who talked. Are they talking about godmother Yanyan?”

Ling Sheng looked at the weeds that the little girl was pointing at and froze for a while. Then she looked at the little girl. “Sangyu, are you saying that you can understand what the little grass is saying?”

What kind of treasure was her baby? She could actually hear the voices of plants. She excitedly picked up the little girl and gave her a big kiss on the cheek.

“Mommy.” Little Sangyu looked at her seriously. “Am I weird that I can hear them talking? Am I a monster?”

In the past, she didn’t understand what the grass was saying.

But just now, she suddenly heard many voices around her. It was the voices of the flowers and trees.

“No.” Ling Sheng scratched the little girl’s nose bridge. “My baby is a little angel. Only an angel with the purest of heart can hear the voices of all things.”

There was a hint of surprise in Ji Xing’s eyes. He had seen many strange things, so no matter how strange it was, he could accept it.

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That damn woman could even fight against ghosts and gods. It was no big deal that the little girl in front of him could understand the plants.

After Jun Shiyan told the men to go into the mountain to find her, he took Xiaoqi’s hand and walked over. He saw Little Sangyu running forward with her short legs and talking to the plants. A touch of confusion flashed across his eyes.

Ling Sheng quickly pulled him over and told him the good news eagerly. Little Sangyu could understand the voice of all things, so she must have awakened.

After she finished speaking, she looked at her baby son. Logically speaking, since both she and Mr. Gu were so outstanding, Xiaoqi should have an extraordinary ability.

But up until now, he did not show any abnormalities. Could it be that the way he awakened was wrong?

Hearing that Little Sangyu could hear voices that no one else could hear, Xiaoqi ran over to hold Little Sangyu’s hand and asked worriedly, “Are they very noisy? Will they disturb you?”

Little Sangyu was very sensitive, she couldn’t sleep even if there was a little noise at night. With so many voices in her ears, it would definitely be very noisy and uncomfortable.

When Ling Sheng heard her son’s words, she exchanged glances with the man beside her and laughed in relief.

Since little Sangyu could hear everything, she could also block out all the voices, otherwise she would be able to hear everything and would go crazy. Even adults couldn’t stand it, let alone a child.

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl over there, his eyes gentle. In order to obtain such an ability, one had to have a pure white soul that was not tainted by even a speck of dust.

Little Sangyu could understand the voices of all living things. With the help of the flowers, trees, and animals in the forest, she soon determined Song Yiyan’s whereabouts.

She was sure she was alive and well. A bunch of little birds shivered and said they saw her roast a hare for dinner.

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