He felt much more relaxed after the jade bracelet was found.

Things went very smoothly.

It's like going back three months, before the Jiang family suffered such a major misfortune.

He believed Song Qingge had some skills, but...

Looking around, he was genuinely frightened.

The other members of the Jiang family also asked Jiang Zhou, trembling.

The streetlights, now back to normal, illuminated the man's angular profile. His hawk-like eyes were calm and sharp as he gazed at the composed girl in the center of the circle ahead.

His tone was firm: "She will take us home."

There's nothing they can do now except trust her.

After the streetlights went out, Song Qingge took out five specially made crystals from her tattered bag and scattered them outwards from the center, where they landed on the ground.

Then the wine, raw rice, and fruit were arranged in a sacrificial manner.

Solemnly chanting: "This land is blessed, all passing beings, hear my true words. I now know of your loneliness and suffering. With this fine wine, I will quench your thirst; with this fresh fruit, I will comfort your loneliness. Old debts and old grudges, all can be let go."

She picked up the wine bowl and poured it onto the ground.

Then, yellow paper and cinnabar were laid out, and a document was written:

The tragedy of this place is hereby proclaimed to the world to comfort the souls of the fallen soldiers. The past is over, and from this day forward, this place will be reborn and find peace.

Suddenly, the still, cold wind whipped up dust from the ground.

It seemed to be echoing Song Qingge's words.

Fragments of memories flooded into Song Qingge's mind in an instant: on the battlefield, soldiers shed tears and blood as they fought valiantly against the enemy.

All for the sake of protecting our homeland from invasion.

Our motherland must not lose a single piece of land!

This was the belief that fueled their struggle back then, and it was the energy they poured into sacrificing their lives for it.

Everyone was covered in wounds and blood, but their eyes shone with unwavering determination and a resolute spirit of never giving up.

Song Qingge's dark eyes were fixed on what lay ahead, filled with solemn respect, her eyes burning with emotion.

The land they fought so hard to protect can finally rest in peace.

She will not let those who have disturbed the peace of this land have their way again!

She picked up the jade she had prepared earlier, dug a small hole in the center of the circle, and buried it there.

With the stone as witness, peace was restored to all sides, and this land was once again protected by the warriors.

After the action was completed, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Song Qingge calmly closed her eyes.

Standing still, without moving.

"What happened?"

Inside the isolation talisman, there was terror and distorted voices.

No matter how much they shouted, no one could hear them.

The Jiang family huddled together, shrinking behind Jiang Zhou.

He led his entire family, gazing intently at the girl, who appeared utterly calm and sacred amidst the swirling dust.

At that moment, a surge of admiration welled up in his heart.

I became even more curious.

Even someone as experienced as him couldn't say he was 100% confident, but she remained calm and composed throughout.

This maturity and composure beyond one's twenties—how many trials and tribulations must one have endured to cultivate it?

He couldn't imagine the heartache welling up in his deep black eyes.

Even he himself didn't realize that from beginning to end, the heart he was gripping was beating only for her.

After a while, the shaking of the ground turned into a gentle breeze and slowly subsided.

The rain stopped.

It was like a sigh from people.

Song Qingge slightly raised the corners of her lips and opened her eyes reverently.

With clear, distinct black and white eyes, gazing at the earth and the magnificent landscape of the motherland, he bowed deeply.

As she stood up, her clear voice drifted away on the wind: "Thank you."

They were the ones who came later to this land.

We should always maintain a sense of awe.

To the land that nourished them.

It is also a tribute to the ancestors who brought them the peaceful and tranquil life they enjoy today.

She picked up a glass of water and sprinkled it clockwise around the edge, completing the final ritual.

Turning around, she flicked her finger, and the isolation talisman disappeared.

The chattering sounds instantly broke through the barrier.

"I was so scared, I thought there was an earthquake."

"By the way, don't you guys feel colder now?"

Upon hearing this, everyone took a deep breath of fresh air.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, you know what, it's true!"

Someone rushed forward and questioned Song Qingge: "Was that earthquake just now something you staged? You're fully responsible for the fact that we couldn't get out!"

Only then did the others remember their business and approach.

The Jiang family members lined up in a row, blocking Song Qingge's way.

"You guys have to come along your own way. What business is it of ours if you can't get out?"

Jiang Yang rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "My sister-in-law was comforting the fallen soldiers just now and couldn't be bothered with you. Now it's time to settle the score. You dare to insult my sister-in-law? I'll fucking kill you!"

He raised his hand to slap him.

They were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly.

Song Qingge smiled faintly and shook her head.

High school students are simple-minded and have the simplest thoughts.

If you treat him well, he will treat you well in return.

She walked over, removed the branch, and calmly explained, "It wasn't an earthquake; it was the final test for the guardians of this land before the ceremony ended."

If the person performing the ceremony is not sincere, the ceremony is likely to fail.

"As for leaving, you can do so at any time." She spread her hands, gesturing for you to leave.

"Pshaw, we're not falling for that. Our men tried just now, and they can't get out at all!"

Someone mustered their courage and chimed in, "That's right, we're not leaving!"

"Not leaving?" Song Qingge called to the Jiang family, "Then let's go."

They left with their mother-in-law.

The remaining troublemakers enjoyed the evening breeze.

ten minutes later……

"Why aren't they back yet?"

The leader sneered, "Don't worry, they can't get out. We'll just wait here for them to come back."

Half an hour later...

Will they really come back?

"How about we go out and take a look?"

"We've tried, there's no way we can get out."

Puzzled, they walked out of the village, and eventually, they left the village altogether.

……

My mother-in-law's house.

The dilapidated old house, with its mottled and peeling walls, brought back a flood of memories of her life with her grandmother the moment Song Qingge stepped into the house.

The Jiang family members stepped over the threshold and looked around.

Aunt Jiang Yueyao asked in surprise, "My God, have you always lived in this house?"

They knew the nearby villages were poor, but seeing them today truly broadened their horizons.

Jiang Zhou remained silent, observing the surroundings.

It seems he didn't donate enough money before; there are still so many poor people in need of relief, so he needs to continue doing charity work.

Song Qingge snapped out of her daze and grasped her mother-in-law's hand: "If you need anything in the future, you can come to me directly, and I will help you."

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Zhou.

The man looked back, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Song Qingge cleared her throat and said solemnly, "After the ceremony just now, the problem was solved. It would be best to plant some greenery on that open space, or even better, turn it into a park. People will nourish the land and benefit the village in the future."

At this point, Jiang Zhou understood.

This is to get him to buy the development rights.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling.

His eyes, like a clear spring, held a hint of delight: "No problem, I'll take care of it."

"Okay! Thank you, sponsor!" Song Qingge blinked.

The arrow struck Jiang Zhou's dark pupils directly.

As their eyes met, the lights in the room flickered on for a moment.

All sounds around me vanished into silence.

The flames mingled.

I was so engrossed in watching...

"what?"

A sudden sound interrupted their eye contact.

The two of them immediately pretended to be very busy, touching and patting here and there.

Lin Jinhua turned around at the sound of the voice: "Yueyao, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yueyao pointed to the group photo on the wall with surprise and asked her mother-in-law, "Do they know each other?"

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