Guo Yu's face became even more sullen.
"Then my Tongtong..."
"Sister, don't worry, your child still has a chance! If the soul leaves the body, as long as it's found within three days, your child won't become a fool." Jing Jian comforted, "Tonight, I and Mr. Lu will go to the kindergarten again, and we will do our best to bring your child back."
"Thank you! Thank you both..." Guo Yu thanked them profusely.
"Sister, there's no need to thank us. Whether we can save the child or not depends on you," Lu Fei waved his hand.
"What should I do?" Guo Yu tidied her messy hair and looked seriously at Lu Fei.
"Not only do we need to find the child's soul, but also the body..." Lu Fei pondered, "Sister, first prepare the child's favorite toy, and then get a red thread, the longer the better. When the sun sets, we will start."
"Alright! I'll go and prepare right now."
Guo Yu immediately went home.
Lu Fei, however, wanted to learn more about the ghost doll.
Obviously.
The two dolls in red were the embodiment of the two naughty children from the welfare institution.
And the teacher ghost, naturally, was President Hong.
Being killed by the children she had been wanting to save, it's no wonder there was such great resentment.
"Aunt Liang, do those dolls have any special meaning to the two children? Why did they always hold onto them?"
"They should be the keepsakes left by their parents. When the children died, they were still holding onto the dolls, and their blood stained the dolls' clothes red. It's said that when the bodies were being cleaned up, the dolls somehow disappeared and later appeared in the kindergarten."
A deep confusion was revealed in Aunt Liang's eyes.
"Sometimes I really can't figure out if they have any feelings at all."
"If you say they have no feelings, they hold onto their parents' keepsakes until death. But if you say they do have feelings, they killed the kind Dean Hong who was the best to them."
"When I first started taking care of them, they would always wake up crying from their dreams, calling for Mom and Dad. Later, I accidentally discovered that they liked a particular song very much."
"Back then, I felt sorry for them, so whenever they had trouble sleeping, I would sing that song to comfort them..."
"Aunt Liang, what song is it?" Lu Fei's eyes widened.
Finding something that interests the ghost dolls will make it possible to lure them out.
"After leaving the welfare home, I never listened to that song again, otherwise, I would always think of them... I've forgotten the name, but I remember a few lines of the lyrics." Aunt Liang recalled and hummed softly, "There was one line that went... the stars in the sky shedding tears..."
"I know it now, Aunt! Thank you!"
Lu Fei quickly found the name of the song using the lyrics.
"Aunt, tell me more about Dean Hong."
"President Hong is a great person, I have never met anyone who is better with children than him. He has dedicated his whole life to educational charity work, finding the best adoptive families for the children...Even though the twins were so mischievous, he still found them a very wealthy family."
Aunt Liang snorted coldly and shook her head.
"But they didn't change their bad habits, they bit the adoptive parents' hands, and couldn't enjoy the good fortune; these children are just debt collectors..."
Then, she started listing the numerous offenses of the twins at the orphanage.
Perhaps it's because people become more talkative as they get older.
She kept repeating the same things over and over, without providing any useful information.
"Oh, by the way, Auntie, does the orphanage have any dolls?" Lu Fei, thinking of those Fu Lu dolls, interrupted her and gestured with his hands, "About this big, very lifelike, and dressed in old-style funeral clothes."
"What? Dolls in funeral clothes?" Aunt Liang was very confused, "I have never seen anything like that, what kind of thing is that?"
"Nothing, just asking casually."
Lu Fei smiled.
Since she doesn't know, there's no need to add to her psychological burden.
At this point, Guo Yu had also prepared everything, and everyone got up to bid farewell to the kind aunt.
"Xiao Yu, you all be careful..."
Aunt Liang accompanied them to the door, her eyes full of concern.
Time slowly passed.
The last rays of the sunset faded into the distance.
The dilapidated kindergarten became gloomy again, like an old monster huddling in the crevice of the city, stealthily extending its claws toward those frail beings when no one was paying attention.
"The best time to retrieve a soul is when the sun has set but it's not fully dark!"
Lu Fei glanced at the sky, took out a small knife, and looked at Guo Yu.
"Sister Guo, mother and child are connected by blood. Now we need to smear your blood on the red string."
"Good!"
Without hesitation, Guo Yu cut her own finger and squeezed the blood onto the red thread.
The ball of thread became even redder.
Lu Fei tied the red string around her wrist.
"Stay at the door. Brother Jing and I will go inside to look for the child. As soon as there is any movement on the red thread, shout the child's name loudly. No matter what, you must guard the red thread and make sure it doesn't break, understand?"
"Understood!"
Guo Yu nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with gratitude and worry.
"Big brothers... I don't know how to thank you! Please be very careful!"
"Don't call us big brothers, we're not older than you!" Jing Jian waved his hand seriously, "This is our job, and we know what we're doing! You, big sister, need to be careful. Don't get scared by something terrifying and accidentally break the red thread!"
Guo Yu was both amused and moved: "I understand... Actually, I'm not that old either..."
The instructions were given.
The two of them, with Tongtong's favorite toy and a red string in hand, entered the kindergarten again.
The rusty toy remained motionless, and the classroom was deathly silent.
"Xiaohei, get to work!"
Lu Fei patted the backpack.
A furry black head popped out, its moist nose twitching, and it cautiously looked around with a rather timid expression.
Lu Fei and Jing Jian walked into the classroom.
In the dim corridor, the marks from the iron ruler strangely disappeared, and the sound of their footsteps faintly echoed.
The sky grew darker and darker.
After wandering through a few classrooms, Xiaohei finally made a discovery, continuously sniffing at the rest room.
"Inside?"
Lu Fei and Jing Jian exchanged a glance, then pushed open the door.
The bedding on the small bed was bulging, recreating the scene from yesterday.
The two quickly pulled back the covers, revealing several tattered dolls, but despite searching all the small beds, they found no trace of Tongtong's living soul.
"Could it be that those ghost dolls took him away again?"
Lu Fei furrowed his brow.
"Dammit!" Jing Jian angrily threw the bedding to the ground, and a dirty little dog doll fell out.
"Hmm, this doll wasn't in the bedding yesterday."
Lu Fei paused, picking up the little dog doll.
"Woof woof!"
Xiao Hei let out a low bark.
"Could it be, the living soul is here?" Lu Fei's eyes lit up. He quickly tied the red string around the stuffed dog toy and called out the little boy's name.
"Tongtong, is that you?"