The Pitiful Little Thing of the 1980s Compound is a Metaphysics Tycoon
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Su Yan first asked about the general course of events, then immediately took the talisman away.
Sun Mang did not yet know how to purify evil spirits, so naturally, this thing could not be left with him.
"Is that all? Nothing else?"
After all, this was the boy's first time facing an evil spirit alone, so she asked again, unwearied.
Sun Mang said boisterously and excitedly, "There really isn't anything else. What I said is everything."
Only after everything was confirmed to be correct did Su Yan feel at ease.
Moreover, what made her somewhat gratified was that as soon as Sun Mang obtained his first bit of earned money, he immediately thought of buying a gift for Grandma Sun.
Although this kid was usually loud and rowdy, he did hold the elderly in his heart.
Naturally, she was happy to accompany him.
"I want to buy a bottle of hand cream for Grandma; her hands are full of calluses from doing housework every day. I heard some female classmates mention before that there's a type of hand cream that makes your hands all slippery after you apply it. I also need to buy a pair of reading glasses; the ones Grandma is wearing now are already seven or eight years old, and the lenses are all scratched up." Sun Mang calculated as he walked.
Su Yan listened patiently without offering any commentary.
Looking at his enthusiastic manner, it was truly hard to imagine how much of a blow he would take if Grandma Sun passed away.
"Su Yan, the money earned this time is a bit little, so I can only buy a gift for Grandma first. Once I earn more money next time, I'll definitely make up for your share as well." Even in his happiness, Sun Mang did not forget her.
"I don't need a gift. It's enough if you can take good care of yourself."
"Don't you worry! I feel like I'm filled with strength from head to toe right now. In the future, I must learn even more skills from you to slay demons and exorcise evil!"
Su Yan replied perfunctorily, "As long as you're happy."
Sun Mang saw through her distraction. "What's wrong with you? Why do you seem to have something on your mind?"
Su Yan shook her head. "Nothing. How has your grandmother been lately?"
"Still the same, but Grandma has been mentioning you every day these past few days, instructing me to listen to you and follow your lead." Sun Mang felt that even if his grandmother hadn't said anything, he would have done so anyway.
"I'll go back with you to visit the old lady." Su Yan's voice was somewhat heavy.
"That would be great!" Sun Mang practically welcomed it with both hands and feet.
After buying the gifts, the two returned home together.
Grandma Sun beamed with joy upon seeing Su Yan.
However, Su Yan could not bring herself to smile.
Grandma Sun's condition was clearly reaching its limit.
It was unknown if the old lady was feeling unwell anywhere, but Su Yan hadn't sensed anything unusual from the moment she saw her.
Most likely, the old lady was also forcing herself to stay strong in front of Sun Mang.
The two sat on small stools, listening to Sun Mang talk incessantly about the things that happened at Li Qing's house.
A kind smile remained on Grandma Sun's face throughout, as she earnestly engaged with Sun Mang.
Watching this scene, Su Yan felt a stifling discomfort in her heart.
It wasn't until Sun Mang finally finished talking and ran outside for some cold water to quench his thirst that Su Yan spoke to Grandma Sun.
"Do you really not intend to tell Sun Mang? I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it when the time comes."
Perhaps it would be better if that kid had some mental preparation in advance.
Grandma Sun shook her head. "Better not. I only have a few days left; if he knows and cries every day, I'll be even more reluctant to leave. I really don't know when little Mang will truly grow up."
Su Yan comforted her, "He has already made significant progress, as you can see."
"Yes, it's all thanks to you. Xiao Su, I'll have to trouble you after I'm gone." Grandma Sun took Su Yan's hand.
The great kindness this child had shown the Sun family was something she could no longer repay, but even after she died, she would pray every day for her eternal safety.
Su Yan did not view Sun Mang as a burden. The meeting and connection between people always involved fate. It was just that even now, she still couldn't be certain if her current choice was truly right for Sun Mang.
"Grandma, Su Yan, what are you two chatting about? You look so happy!"
Sun Mang came hopping back, and seeing Grandma Sun holding Su Yan's hand, he found it somewhat novel.
After all, Su Yan was cold to everyone, let alone having any physical contact with anyone.
"Nothing much. Grandma, it's getting late, so I'll head back first. I'll come visit you again in a couple of days."
Su Yan took the initiative to take her leave, but her voice grew slightly stagnant when she mentioned "a couple of days."
Grandma Sun's gaze was peaceful, giving her a reassuring look.
"Xiao Mang, go see Su Yan out."
"No need, let her stay and accompany you." Su Yan walked out quickly.
Watching her departing figure, Grandma Sun's eyes turned slightly red.
"Grandma, when do you think I'll become as amazing as Su Yan? There's always a black cloth covering her eyes, and even though she clearly can't see anything, she doesn't act like a blind person at all. Sometimes when I'm with her, I completely forget about it." Sun Mang couldn't help but sigh.
Grandma Sun withdrew her gaze and looked at her naive, childish grandson.
"Silly child, sometimes you can't see things with your eyes; you have to see with your heart."
Sun Mang immediately "understood." "Grandma, do you mean Su Yan has always been looking with her heart, which is why she can do what she does now?"
Grandma Sun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I wasn't talking about her; I was talking about you."
Sun Mang was bewildered.
Whether it was Grandma or Su Yan, sometimes they spoke in circles with hidden meanings. If they knew he was slow, couldn't they just say it directly?
"Su Yan is a good child; you should stay by her side in the future. But don't become a burden to her; learn your skills well to be an assistant, not a nuisance. Grandma isn't asking you to be anything grand. If one day you feel you don't want to do what you're doing now, you can tell Su Yan directly. Living a steady life as an ordinary person is also very good."
Although Grandma Sun often said these things, her tone today was exceptionally serious.
"Grandma, I'm not a child anymore, I understand. Don't worry, your grandson definitely won't let you down. Just wait to enjoy the good life I'll provide!"
Sun Mang promised with absolute certainty, full of anticipation for the future.
Grandma Sun's eyes were filled with doting affection and reluctance.
But no matter how reluctant she was, it was no longer up to her.
Late at night.
While Sun Mang was sleeping soundly, the cloth bag placed in the corner suddenly shook violently.
A few seconds later, a wisp of black gas slowly drifted out from the bag, becoming more and more numerous and thick.
Sun Mang was having a beautiful dream. In the dream, he had earned a vast amount of money and bought a large house, where he and his grandmother were eating happily together.
But somehow, the large house suddenly collapsed, and immediately after, both he and his grandmother were swept into darkness.
The dream came to an abrupt halt. He woke up from the nightmare, his clothes completely soaked in sweat.
Just when he thought he had escaped the dream, he discovered that the room was so dark he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face.
An ominous premonition instantly gripped his heart.
Although it was the middle of the night, the curtains in his room were light-permeable; as long as there was a moon outside, the room wouldn't be this dark.
And he remembered very clearly that the moon tonight was exceptionally bright.
(End of Chapter)