Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 212 Still Alive
Xu Baiyun wrote down Fan Mixue's birth date and time and handed it to Yang Nianqing.

Mo Mo looked on curiously, "Qingqing, what are you going to do? Like in the movies, put a bowl of rice on the table, pat it on the table, then lower your head, a green light flashes, and when you look up you're possessed by a ghost, right? What's that called? Asking the Rice?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Ruichen glanced at Mo Mo again, wondering once more what kind of TV show she was watching.
Yang Nianqing quickly shook his head and said, "This kind of questioning is too dangerous. What if she refuses to leave my body? I have a safer way."

Yang Nianqing went out and asked Yao Ma to prepare a bowl of raw rice and a raw egg for her.

Yao Lü agreed and went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare.

"What do you need raw rice and eggs for?" Fan Meini asked, walking over with her schoolbag on her back.

"Why are you back?" Yang Nianqing checked the time; it wasn't time for Fan Meini to get out of school yet.

"There's no evening self-study today, so school's out a little earlier. Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Fan Meini ran up to Yang Nianqing and handed her a cup of milk tea. "Sister-in-law, drink up while my brother's not around. This is super delicious, I really like it, and I even borrowed money from my classmate to buy it."

Just as Yang Nianqing was about to speak, the door was opened, and Fan Ruichen appeared in front of the two of them.

Fan Meini was startled: "Holy crap! You're there?"

Fan Ruichen gave a forced smile, "Secretly giving my wife milk tea, Fan Meini, are you asking for a beating?"

Fan Meini threw the milk tea into Fan Ruichen's arms and quickly hid behind Yang Nianqing, crying, "Sister-in-law! My brother wants to hit me!"

With lightning speed, Fan Ruichen caught the milk tea, opened it, took a sip, and nodded in approval. The taste was pretty good; even he, who wasn't a big fan of sweets, thought it was delicious. But didn't this girl know that pregnant women shouldn't drink milk tea?

Seeing Fan Ruichen drink the milk tea, Fan Meini shouted angrily, "You're not allowed to drink it! I bought it for my sister-in-law. If you want to drink it, go buy it yourself!"

Fan Ruichen glared at her: "She can't drink milk tea, didn't you know that?"

Fan Meini choked for a moment and murmured, "The doctor said it's okay to drink one cup occasionally." But she didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing Fan Meini like this, Fan Ruichen shook his head. He really couldn't tell the shadow of the ruthless female CEO he would become 11 years later.

"Alright, stop fooling around," Yang Nianqing said. At this moment, Yao Lü had already brought over the food.

"Since school's out early, let's come in and take a look," Yang Nianqing suggested. Fan Meini likes all sorts of supernatural things, so this would be a good opportunity for her to have some fun.

"What?!" Fan Meini followed excitedly.

"Watch me summon the soul," Yang Nianqing said, holding rice and eggs.

Fan Meini paused, 'Wh-what was it again? Summoning, summoning the soul?'
Seeing Fan Meini still standing at the door, Yang Nianqing said in confusion, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and come in, close the door, so you don't scare Yao Ma and the others."

No, no, sister-in-law, aren't you afraid of scaring me?

Fan Meini didn't dare to ask, obediently closed the door, and sat down next to Mo Mo. She felt safer sitting next to someone with stronger fighting skills.

Momo glanced at her and handed her a bag of shredded potatoes.

Fan Meini took the food, greeted Yu Xiuming and Xu Baiyun, and started eating like Mo Mo. She needed to eat something to calm her nerves.

"What are you going to do, Qingqing?" Mo Mo asked curiously.

"To summon my soul through paper cutting, of course, I have to cut paper first." Yang Nianqing placed the bowl of white rice on the table, then put a red thread in it and weighed it down with an egg. She then took out a piece of spirit wood from her spatial storage and quickly cut out a paper figure with two small braids. She wrote Fan Mixue's birth date and time on the paper figure with cinnabar. Yang Nianqing infused the paper figure with a little spiritual power, and the paper figure seemed to come alive, moving its hands and feet and jumping a few times.

"Go," Yang Nianqing commanded.

The little paper figure walked into the rice bowl by itself.

Xu Baiyun, Yu Xiuming, and Fan Meini stared at this scene in disbelief. This was just too amazing!

"Is this all?" Xu Baiyun asked hesitantly, yet full of hope.

Yang Nianqing shook his head and said, "It's almost done." Yang Nianqing handed the red thread to Xu Baiyun. "In a moment, you hold this thread, and I will draw a magic circle. After activating the magic circle, you call out Fan Mixue's name and her birth date and time. Don't stop. You can stop when you see black dots representing eyes appear on the little paper figure's eyes."

Xu Baiyun swallowed hard, nervously holding the red thread and nodding.

Yang Nianqing dipped a brush in cinnabar and quickly drew a magic circle on the table.

Yang Nianqing made a hand seal and chanted: "Born on the third day of the sixth month of the year Wuyin, at the third quarter of the hour of Zi, may Fan Mixue's spirit return quickly."

Yang Nianqing channeled his spiritual power into the paper doll, causing the array to glow. Xu Baiyun immediately recited Fan Mixue's name and birth date.

After 5 or 6 minutes, the light from the formation gradually dimmed.

"Did it succeed?" Fan Meini asked excitedly. Although she didn't know whose soul it was summoning, it was the first time she had ever seen a soul summoning ceremony. After the fear subsided, she was filled with intense curiosity.

Xu Baiyun was still chanting when Yang Nianqing told her to stop. She frowned and said, "It didn't work. I don't know why." Although it was her first time performing a soul-summoning ritual, it shouldn't have failed.

Xu Baiyun took a sip of the water Yu Xiuming handed her, and upon hearing this, immediately asked anxiously, "How could this be? Then, what should we do?"

"Wait a minute." Yang Nianqing picked up the small paper figure and carefully examined the birth date and time on it. There were no mistakes.

Yang Nianqing frowned and began to calculate the birth date and time. A few minutes later, Yang Nianqing looked at Xu Baiyun in confusion and asked, "Are you sure Fan Mixue's birth date and time are not written incorrectly?"

Xu Baiyun nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I'm sure I'm right."

Yang Nianqing glanced at the paper figure and said, "That's strange. My calculations show that the owner of this birth chart is still alive."

How could someone who is still alive, who hasn't died yet and whose lifespan hasn't ended, possibly summon her soul?
Xu Baiyun stared in astonishment. How could this be? She had already confirmed Fan Mixue's body; she was certain it was Fan Mixue herself.

Unable to understand, Yang Nianqing shook her head. Perhaps Xu Baiyun had made a mistake. Yang Nianqing then asked, "Do you have anything related to Fan Michelle?"

Xu Baiyun pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and quickly took out a hair tie from her bag. "Will this work? Mi Xue has been wearing it for a long time. I didn't have a hair tie to tie my hair before, and she lent it to me."

Yang Nianqing took the hair tie and nodded. She made a new paper figure and drew another array in the magic circle on the table. "I can only try it out for now. In a little while, you can just call her by her name instead of her birth date. Then I'll burn this hair tie."

Xu Baiyun nodded, and Yang Nianqing used her spiritual power to ignite the hair tie, causing both magic circles to light up simultaneously. "Call her name!"

Xu Baiyun quickly called out Fan Mixue's name.

In the Qiu family, Fan Mixue, who was raising a knife, suddenly collapsed to the ground, her soul being extracted from Qiu Li's body.

(End of this chapter)