Manbao was led to the front by Old Zhou and Ms. Qian, while Taoist Shouqing held a ceremonial sword with a solemn expression, muttering incantations.
Whether or not he could truly call back the soul, he was quite dedicated. Manbao listened carefully and heard him chanting, "…Zhou Yin and his wife departed on a long journey in the past years and were lost. There is no place named to summon their souls back to their homeland for their ascension. With this sincere heart, I notify…summon the soul from thousands of miles to return to its native place, ascend early to immortality. Due to the unfulfilled causation, the cold soul becomes the spirit of the green waves…"
With a suave turn, Taoist Shouqing thrust his sword forward as though opening a path for the departed soul, his sharp gaze fixed on the main door as he dragged his sword all the way to the front of the shrine.
Old Zhou and Ms. Qian both watched the Taoist with keen eyes, and Manbao also stared at him with round, wide eyes.
