"Little fur?" Bai Ye grabbed the little fur ball with one hand, and found that the little fellow's blue eyes had turned gray? This made the originally cute and energetic one look a little dying
“Ah… I’m not Xiaomao, I’m Xiaoling…” When the little fur ball heard this name, it wanted to scratch its claws to protest, but its claws were obviously too weak and it couldn’t even lift them!
Bai Ye frowned when he saw this, "What's wrong with you? Are you hungry?" As he said that, Bai Ye reached out to pick up a cold bun, wanting to feed it to the little fur ball.
The little fur ball half-closed his eyes and muttered in a dying manner, "I don't have the energy to eat. I'm going back to your body."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little ball of fur "dissolved" in Bai Ye's palm and merged into her body.
"Xiao Mao?" Bai Ye called out again worriedly.
“It’s not Xiaomao, it’s Xiaoling…” the little fur ball muttered weakly in dissatisfaction.
"Tell me what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, I just ran out of energy... I need to recover..."
"How long will it take?" Bai Ye asked.
"..." The little fur ball fell silent.
"Xiao Mao?..." Bai Ye called a few more times, but the little fur ball didn't respond. However, she could sense that it was getting weaker quickly!
"Xiao Ling?"
"Yeah, you're right to call me... Xiaoye'er, I'm so cold..." The little fur ball mumbled pitifully, and Bai Ye felt a pang in his heart for some reason.
"How can I help you?" Bai Ye felt that the little guy should need help.
“Xiao Ye’er is not okay yet... Xiao Ling, it’s okay, you’ll be fine after a while.” The little fur ball refused to say anything, but its breath was on the verge of disappearing.
"Tell me quickly, maybe I can find a way!"
"Spiritual energy... Yin spiritual breath, ancient tombs..." The faint voice of the little fur ball penetrated into Bai Ye's mind like a mosquito's hum, and then it fell completely silent.
After that, no matter how Bai Ye called, the little fur ball never responded.
"If we need the aura of the Yin spirit, should we look for it in ancient tombs?" Bai Ye stroked the palm of his hand gently, and could still feel the soft, squirming feeling of the little fur ball lying there just now.
"Knock knock..." At this time, there was a heavy knock on the door.
"Xiao Ye'er! Xiao... Bang!" The wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and a sturdy middle-aged man, Ji Fu and Yao Cuihua all rushed in at once.
Bai Ye: “…”
"Xiao Ye'er, are you okay?" The old couple Ji Fu asked anxiously with a nervous look on their faces. They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they were sure that Bai Ye was okay.
"I'm fine. Maybe I was too tired or slept so soundly that I didn't hear anything." Bai Ye then realized that Ji Fu and the others had actually knocked on the door several times, but she didn't respond, which made them nervous.
The strong man who knocked on the door was Ji Da, the eldest son of Ji Fu, a simple man with supernatural powers. He was smiling at Bai Ye and reached out to touch her head carefully, as if he was afraid that he was too strong and would accidentally break her.
"Okay, I'm glad you're okay. Let's go eat first." Ji Fu greeted.
Bai Ye nodded and got off the bed, then asked casually, "Grandpa Village Chief, do you know where the Yin Spiritual Energy is?"
"Yin spiritual energy!?" Ji Fugang paused and looked at Bai Ye with a slight flash of eyes, with a hint of wisdom clearly flashing in his eyes.
At this time, Bai Ye, who had just stood up and was putting on his shoes, did not notice Ji Fu's abnormality.